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A Great Triumph Over Technology

I threw a temper tantrum today.

In my defense, I forgot how old I was.  In fact, my tantrum was actually the second time that I forgot my age this afternoon.  At lunch, I thought I was one year older than I actually am, and almost volunteered that information to my family (who would certainly have known better) as we were discussing the grandkids' birth order.  After lunch today, I thought I was about 25 years younger....

During my convalescence period of PFPS recovery, I have been doing a variety of strength training workouts.  One such workout involves the use of our DVD player.  (I don't normally promote DVD workouts, but this one is tip top!)  Anyway, since we got a universal remote to replace the last one that pooped out on us, the damn thing has been giving me nothing but Trouble with a capital T.  (We would all do well to remember that Trouble, Technology, Temper, and Tantrum all begin with the same letter.)  The first world problem that prompted the whole ordeal is thus:  I have neither control over fast-forwarding/rewinding nor do I wield any sort of power over scene selection/set up.  It is tragic.

Naturally, this was the only solution:

Before you judge me for having no control over my temper, let me just say this:
Not only did the remote not work, but as I was taking the batteries out (no sense in destroying perfectly good batteries), the stupid thing ruined my brand new mani.  Therefore, my actions were even more justified.
Habibi was less amused by my reaction to this technical malfunction than were my besties (who egged me on and congratulated me on my triumph), but I suppose that is why they are my friends.  Regardless, it's still Date Night, so I'm not in Terribly deep Trouble.

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