frustration

it was one of those days. i woke late. roommate hadn't set up the coffee pot. i stopped at 7-11 to fill my coffee cup for bus ride to church. i missed the bus i should've been on and wound up waiting nearly a half hour for the next. i got to church late. afterwards, i got on another bus to go to a film screening for "a chemical reaction" about lawn pesticides. i thought i knew which theatre it was at but i was wrong. [sigh] i decided to simply run the errands i intended to run after the movie and waited for the next bus and when it came and passed me up, i realized that i was waiting at the wrong bus stop. [sigh]

none of these inconveniences individually were major problems. cumulatively, i felt a bit like sisyphus rolling that rock uphill. i wanted a do-over. you know, when you are trying to live your life according to the simplicity philosophy there's a part of you that says i've got the key, the tool to all problems going forward. and then life happens. it's reality vs. your belief of the way it should be. and the reality is that having some frustrating days is precisely the way it should be. it's how we can practice the best that's in us and realize where we erred. it's that whole diamonds-are-coal-formed-under-pressure mentality.

i could've woken earlier. made coffee. got to the bus stop sooner. actually looked up the theatre's address. and double-checked the bus stop's sign. could've.

making sure i was at the right bus stop, i realized there was nothing else i could do until the next bus actually arrived. so i pulled out the latest issue of "the atlantic" from my tote and read it while i waited. and thought about where i'd erred.