This morning I spent almost thirty minutes updating my “Book It” page. I’ve been reading quite a bit but haven’t written about many of the books because I’ve had other more important things going on (grad school, LYLAS holidays, sell Sell SELLING!). So I wanted to throw a bunch of images of book covers and a few sentences of each book up there in order to put that bit to rest. Unfortunately, WordPress does not want to cooperate. Apparently you can no longer put just an image of book followed by a quick blurb on the left hand side of the post (I know this doesn’t make sense and is very vague and doesn’t really do my anger justice). This drives me nuts. Is infuriate too intesnse a word? Every time I would either “Preview” or “Update” the darn thing every image and caption would shuffle around on the page like a square dance. Go look for yourself, it’s a disaster. As of now I cannot fix it, yet don’t want to delete it all because I like what I have going on there.
When I say I was getting frustrated, believe me. I don’t have much of a temper, rather when I get upset I like to store all that discontent or displeasure inside of me, stew for a bit, take big breaths, and then get very quiet. Often, when faced with a challenge like today’s problem in particular I blurt out little chunks of phrases in annoyance. Examples include, “What the?!” “Will you just!” “Okay, for real…” “Alright, that’s enough.” So then I have to move on and pretend like little glitches in the Interweb and electronics don’t annoy me, which in fact they annoy me to no end. To be honest, here is the root of all things that frustrate me. OK, this is getting deep because I’ve only just learned this about myself: When a thing/person/technology cannot help it/his/herself then I become most annoyed. Seriously. That’s it. I get so annoyed at things/people that cannot/will not do for themselves.
Recently, I was trying to set a jacket a shelf that was a little higher than my relatively normal-length arms could reach, and it just.wouldn’t.stay. It got so close to sitting on the shelf, then would slip off and fall onto my head. I can’t even begin to describe how much this ground my gears. I know, I know, someone would say, “Whoa, Kristina, cool it. You can’t let the little things stress you out.” Well, yeah I can. Why? Because I said so.
So here I am, sitting in bed (day off from work, wahoo!) breathing in a calm, controlled manner just wanting to share with you what I have read and am currently reading. In the interest of brevity, which for the most part I have no interest in, will share what is at the present time in rotation. I am concurrently reading
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
and The Geography of Bliss by Eric Weiner
It is not for no reason that I picked up these books. I mean, come one, The Alchemist, following your personal mission, go after your dreams, don’t give up. Please, could you ask for a better analogy of my life right now? And The Geography of Bliss was a Christmas present that I’ve been meaning to pick up for a while. Weiner travels to ten countries to find out what makes them so happy. One country is Switzerland and Weiner decides that what makes them “conjoyed” (content+joyful) is boredom, which is hilarious. His chapter on the Swiss was spot-on and fun to read about. Another country he visits is Thailand. I also have great interest in this land because, well, I’ll just leave you there.
