August 5, 2016 by Petrea
Do you ever get to the end of your mental rope? As in, you run out of smarts.
You dangle there, knowing there’s nothing left to hold onto except the frayed edges of your brain. If you move any further, you’ll fall. So before that happens it’s time to climb out of the abyss of dumb and go back to camp for some warm beer and pemmican. Or you could just take a coffee break.
It’s not only the geeky stuff that gets to me: the constant learning of software, hardware, this and that, more passwords, more uploads that require comprehension of their particular brand of jargon in order to follow directions. At least I know if I take it a step at a time, I’ll get there even if it takes me two days to learn what others master in half an hour.
But today I tried to put together a simple, plastic pump for our water storage barrel, and I could not figure it out. I recognize all the parts. I understand the instructions. Yet the parts don’t go in the places where the instructions say to put them. If we have a disaster any time soon I hope the neighbors will share, because damned if I know how we’re going to get any water out of that barrel. It’s 55 gallons so I don’t think we’ll be able to turn it upside down and pour it into a paper cup.
Some days, I dangle no matter what. Those days are best used for cleaning house, or grocery shopping with a clearly written list.