Out of my comfort zone

JUMPING OUT OF MY COMFORT ZONE

Scene 1:  No internet connection on my PC and iPhone. Major withdrawal symptoms, anxiety and foreboding dread. Alone in house as my go to computer person of decades ( my dear husband), has passed on a year ago. Tempted to do the forbidden and hold a seance seeking his advice from Above !
My computer advisors are currently unavailable and besides should they come and help, they come with a price tag understandably as loving your neighbor as yourself has its limits. After all there really are no free lunches in life .

I have been stuck over the last 24 hours in a quagmire of fear and discomfort.  I either extrapolate (I am never going to have internet connection again), I feel as though I am an exception (no one else has these internet glitches it happens only to me ), exaggerate (this situation is awful, I am going to faint, have a meltdown ) etc. The above scenarios are surely erroneous beliefs based on magical thinking yet l quickly sink into them as my default mode regardless of any rational thought on my part

Reframing the experience of being internet deprived does has its benefits like talking to real people if not face to face at least by phone, reading a real tangible book, artistic pursuits, walking ,dancing etc. The list is endless. We put so much aside which atrophies while we search for the Holy Grail- Her Royal Majesty, the Internet .

l need to do something and that something is calling the technical support people at Bezek ( my net provider) which means waiting on the phone for ever until someone answers and worse having to interface with that someone who does not speak English and having to use my almost non-existent technical skills!
Physical symptoms of this upcoming challenge ensue: increased anxiety, rapid heart rate and irregular breathing and a few more gray hairs for the added aggravation. All of this heartache for an internet connection !

Yet for many, the lack of this connection whether wrong or right can excerbate the isolation felt by those who feel it the most: estranged youth, the widow, the orphan, seniors, the disabled and more. I fit into one of these categories so l am all too familiar with this plight.

So after a little prayer, a few shekels to tzdekah and a shot of Bach Rescue Remedy, l brace myself sit down and make call.

 
Scene 2. In conclusion as with most things we hope for the best and expect the worse. I am happy to report l was the recipient of quick , courteous service with an very patient English speaker ! Miraculously, after a little fine tweaking the problem was fixed. Further it came with a clear concise explanation as to what was the problem and how to deal with it should it happen again, which most likely it will (not being the pessimist here but rather just the realist; after all, living over a half a century one eventually does accumulate, I told you so knowledge and wisdom.)

Scene 3. So after all of this drama, I go on my way feeling pretty confident and relieved.
I wish l could end this parsha on this happy note. Yet when l came home a few hours later the internet was down AGAIN ! So my choices are as follows : l can panic or temporarily ignore this inconvenience and deal with it later and do something novel like read a book.
After all as Scarlett O'Hara said, tomorrow is another day and in the spirit of her paramour, Rhett Butler, I too, quite frankly dont give a damn as well !