Temporary insanity

I think I've been taking the temporary nature of my life in stride up to this point.

I'm so pleased to have a place to live that it doesn't really bother me that I have to move again soon, and I'm trying very hard to be thankful for my temporary phone while I daydream about the iPhone 4 I will purchase as soon as I have the money, and I'm also trying to make the best of the fact that I temporarily have five outfits at my disposal.

But yesterday, because some asshole somewhere has nothing better to do than create computer-destroying viruses, I had to move to a temporary office at work, and I nearly had a meltdown (not nearly.  I did have a meltdown, actually).

Work is the one place I can usually count on consistency.  I have a routine, and I have my office with my pictures and my files stacked everywhere, and I have my computer set up with all the programs I need and in such a way that I can find almost anything I need in under 30 seconds.  

My temporary office was technically an upgrade because it has a window, and I don't have a window, but it had nothing else that makes me feel comfortable doing my job.  Also, it was about 3 feet from my nemesis, the very loud, demon-possessed copy machine.

So, it should be understandable that I did the mental equivalent of wearing a hole in the carpet this morning while waiting for my computer to be fixed.  

The computer-fixer-guy (IT guy?  Computer technician?  Computer Machine guru? Computer-fixer-guy.  That's it - that was the mental process used to create that highly technical term) had a crazy busy morning, and my heart sank lower and lower as the hours passed and it began to look like I would be waiting until Monday to move "home" to my office.  

Oh, but there is a happy ending for me because I'm writing this post from my messy office on my virus-free computer that the computer-fixer-guy did make time to fix today.

Thank you, computer-fixer-guy for restoring one thing in my life back to normal.  You just pulled me back from the edge of that nervous breakdown I was about to have.