THOSE THINGS IN LIFE THAT DON’T MAKE SENSE

There are some things in life that just don’t make sense.

For me, next to math, that would be technology. Then cats, most definitely cats.

First of all, it makes no sense that I don’t like math. I am not typically an artsy sort of a person, nor a philosopher. I am fairly pragmatic and logical. But seriously, all of those figures and equations pulled together into formulas that are supposed to make sense totally overwhelm me.

I am the woman who hyperventilates if asked to run a concession stand for fear I won’t count people’s change back correctly.

My youngest son tutors college students in math and he told me one time that he had a girl come to him for help and when she tried to work out a problem she became so frustrated that she burst into tears, leaving my son totally speechless.

I told him to be nice to her because I was and am that girl.

This same son is heading into a math profession leaving me wondering if our baby possibly got switched at birth?

It just doesn’t make sense.

Which leads me to my next illogical frustration in life.

Technology.

It isn’t that I don’t like technology, it just doesn’t like me!

Take this blog for instance. I love to write and decided it would be fun to leave something behind for my kids to read in case something ever happens to me like maybe I fall into a gorilla cage at the zoo. (If you read any of my blogs you will know that this is not far from a possibility in my world!)

Anyway, I look at some of my friends who have these amazing blogs complete with pictures that are updated daily and scenes, quotes, tags, all the bells and whistles that a blog should have.

I see their header spread across facebook and it grabs my attention with the graphics and opening line, so I decide to set up my blog page with the anticipation of the same magic unfolding when I post mine.

I don’t know what happens but the picture disappears and all that shows up is my small worded title that probably causes people to think it is spam and they block me forever from their page.

What is all this copy and paste, attachments, widgets, domain, control/alt/delete stuff anyway?

Some of us want a button that says “attach” or “erase”, I mean…please people? This coming from someone who worked briefly in a computer store. Did I mention, ‘briefly’?

Don’t even get me started on cell phones. I get one figured out and in a week there are new ones that have come on the scene that I am supposed to update to. Do these phone companies have any idea that some of us took three months before we figured out the text thing?

Do not make fun of me, I can type over 65 words per minute on my computer! Unless, of course, I get the blue screen of death and then that brings everything to a crashing halt.

It just doesn’t make sense.

Finally, this issue of cats really confuses me.

Cats are o.k. but they make me sneeze and I am not that interested in them.

If they serve a purpose like being a good mouser, then I am all on board and will feed them and speak nice to them because of our working relationship.

If they understand that they are to protect me and my house from mice then we will get along just fine.

But here is the mystery. I can walk into any given home where there is a cat and sit down only to find one land on my lap or stick it’s nose in my face.

Typically, the person of the house declares, “that is amazing! My cat doesn’t like anybody!”

So, what does that say about me? I smell like catnip maybe?

There is a part of me that thinks my ignoring them is exactly what draws them to me.

Last week a cat planted itself directly under my bird feeder and when I hollered at him to go away, he just looked at me as if to say “make me, lady”.

He probably was hiding mice in my shed and if I had sweetly called “here kitty” he would have quietly slinked away.

See, it doesn’t take a mathematician or computer tech to figure out a stubborn cat. Ignore them and they come, call them and they leave.

Maybe I am smarter than I think, even if it doesn’t make any sense!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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