Dragging my arse out of bed before 10 am today, I decided I would; eat breakfast and be ready before 11 am, play a bit of GTA IV till 1 pm and smash out two drafts before the technician would drop by to install and activate our [Internet] fibre connection.
It didn’t go that smooth.
Just before I finished my gaming session the technician were at our door, ready to get cracking – after initially being late for several weeks.
That ordeal took almost two hours.
On top of that I spent some time mucking about with the bloody router, trying to set it up, ready for the whole house and make it as secure as possible.
All I had time for was laundry and dishes.
So when that was done i thought, Fuck it!
Sat down and played GTA IV till the missus got home. Going to wait till tomorrow to get some writing done.
The lesson here is that, such is life. You can make plans all you want, but they won’t always follow through. The more you accept that, the less stressed you will be with such interruptions. I could bang my fists, but all I will be left with are bloody knuckles. Instead, I just shrug my shoulders and move on with my life.
C’est la vie.