First World Problems…

I know that some of us like to bitch and moan about our lives. We don’t have enough money for whatever we want to buy. Our commute to work is too long. We don’t know what to watch on our big, stupid TVs. We don’t have enough clothes for that job we want. We don’t have enough…whatever. I bitch about stuff sometimes; it’s human nature. But I have had some friends go through some shitty stuff, and they KNOW problems. Like, bigger problems than I care to know ever. Ever. And I try to put my life in perspective. I do a pretty good job of keeping my problems classified as First World Problems. My phrase when facing something potentially sad or miserable is, “well, no one ever died from ______.” Insert anything there. Being laid off. Having a cold. Losing a toenail. Eating too many grape tomatoes (my current addiction, don’t judge).

This morning, Caelan was watching Netflix on my iPad in the living room because she was up at the ungodly hour of allfuckingnight, and I wasn’t getting out of bed with her before dawn. She failed to mention to me, until I found it, that she had dumped milk on my iPad. She had tried to wipe it off with her blanket (sweet, right? Yeah no) and didn’t quite get it all. What she failed to mention (see a pattern) also was that the milk went down inside the case of the iPad. The case that is supposed to protect it from liquids. You know, that case. I discovered this upon finding my iPad blinking and bleeping in the corner of the couch this evening. I couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t responding to anything I was doing. I took the case off and found a puddle. Of milk. That my iPad had been sitting in. Since 6:30 this morning. So, I’m feeling good….

I was GOING to get mad. She was apologizing left and right about it, and “sorry I dropped milk on your iPad, Mommy. I will never do it again” and blah blah blah. I wasn’t mad though. I realize now that the thing may never work again. I am going to put it in rice later (my friends have success with electronics in rice, and I figure I can have a snack after lol) and hope something happens. If not, I’m not sweating it. Sure, I want to get another. Eventually. I have other things to worry about before I worry about this. I didn’t get upset with her (which is shocking because if you know me, you know I love my iPad…LOVE it!!). I didn’t react at all, really.

I can’t even really get upset about it now. There are people in New York who have lost everything. The Jersey Shore (place, not show) is gone. My friends in Cleveland JUST got power back on after days for God’s sake. War is still raging the world over. People are dying for due to illness, for no reason, for what they believe in, for who they love. People are being denied rights that I enjoy. There is shit going on all over this world that is SO much worse than an iPad in milk. And I have to remember, no one ever died from having an iPad soaked in milk. That mantra has gotten me through some tough moments, and I am sure it will for years to come.

First World Problems are all I really know. And I am more than okay with that. I’m sure with my husband’s layoff starting tomorrow, I will know more struggles than I do at this moment, but they will be temporary. No one has ever died from a little struggle from a temporary blip in the radar. Upside to the layoff? My basement will be able to get done lol. Downside? I won’t have extra money to get what I want in said basement right away. But it’s ok. It won’t last forever. Hopefully it won’t last long. I’d like to finish that basement up for good… lol. 😉 I’m good with my life. Ups and downs make us who we are, and without the ups and downs, we’d be dead. I’m cool with it.

This will so be happening tonight..

Let’s be honest: I will be slightly pissed if it doesn’t work…

I really don’t want to spend that much money on a new one…

Dear Santa…

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