I am trying to be as professional as I can, but have to admit that the power outage has really disruptted my rhythm. I have been thinking what I’m supposed to do when I get off work today. I guess I can take a shower at ProClub and eat out. But what’s next? Am I supposed to return home, sit in a room with temperature at 30 degree fahrenheit, and basically do nothing?
It’s ironical to recall the fact that on a regular day I used to be cursing Comcast if I lose Internet connection for about 5 minutes. And right now even having a place with electricity so that I can at least cook and read has become a magnificent aspiration I am eagerly looking forward to.
One’s true identity is so nicely disguised when everything goes well, or just goes normal, for him. When misfortune hits or accident arrives, he reveals his spoiled nature.
In one occassion or another, I believe I have said to myself things like: oh, I am so grateful for everything I’ve got, and I thank who and who for making all these things happen.
But I don’t think no more that I was sincere.
Quite a few things have been going wrong for me recently such that I am already too tired to feel sorry for any of them.
– Send in my car for repairing the driver side mirror
– Clean up the house which is a complete mess now
– Throw away all the food in the refreg
– Talk to the lawyer about the traffic ticket
– Sort out my cellphone bill with Cingular
– Mail out Christmas gifts which will definitely be late
Just put up a ToDo list and try to sort them out, this hour, today, or next week.
After all, it’s my life and it’s Only Me and Me.