Honking Horn

Twice a day, Monday through Friday, I hear a honking horn from the street behind my house. It is the horn of a mini bus waiting for the mother to bring out the child in the morning and retrieve the child in the afternoon. The bus is always on time to the minute. Why can't the mother be waiting at the door for it? Sometimes the bus waits for at least five minutes. If I am annoyed, the bus driver must be more annoyed. How can someone be so inconsiderate?

Loose Ends

I hate loose ends. I like things tied up in a neat braid. I have two loose ends since yesterday and I want them fixed. The solutions are in the hands of other people and I am sure they will get done soon but I hate to wait. If I could commandeer the people's computers, the problems would have been fixed yesterday.

Control

After many years, I have learned a new skill. It is called portion control. As my body ages, my once young system is becoming finicky. I have to use new methods on it to have a good outcome. I now monitor meal sizes. I eat portions half the size as I used to. It is not because I want to control my weight but rather because I want to control the sick feeling I get when I am too full. So far it is working.

Soft Landing

My husband had a great idea last night. I am amazed that no one ever thought of it. His favorite show is "Air Disasters". It is about plane crashes. He said he came up with a solution for hard landings. If a space capsule lands with a parachute attached to it, why doesn't a plane have a parachute? If every plane was built with four parachutes, one in front, one in back, and one on each wing, in case of a disaster, it would have a soft landing. The momentum would be less and the plane could glide. It seems like such a simple concept. How come an engineer never thought about it?

Double Duty

I will go to my office today and take care of my work. Then I will go to my husband's union and take care of theirs. I hate it when I have to do someone else's job because they goofed up. All I wanted was a reimbursement that is due to us. I did not think I had to work for it.

Old Fashioned Way

I should learn my lesson and only do things the old fashioned way. Last month I sent a form away online.
I had always done it via the mail. It got denied and I got a rejection. Now it is out of the loop. I have to go to the union office and sit down with a representative to redo the mess. They promised "quick and easy" filing but it turned out not to be like that. I hate to redo something that should have gone through easy the first time.

A Minute

I have a meditation app on my phone. It is set to go off randomly to let me know it is time to take a minute and relax. It sets a timer and a bell rings. After one minute another bell rings to stop the timer. The first time I did it, the minute seemed forever. I sat and sat and my mind was all over the place. After a few weeks, I am getting the hang of it. A minute flies by. I just sit there and quietly breath. One minute makes a difference.