I can't find the battery charger for my camera. I've searched all over my house and my office at work multiple times without success. I'd like to blame someone else for this, or blame my recent housekeeping activities, but deep in the back of my mind I know I put it someplace "safe". It's probably behind the butter in the refrigerator or someplace equally stupid.
The missing charger has become something of a Holy Grail for me. I pop out of bed in the middle of the night when I think of some other place it could possibly be hiding. I've been reading The Once and Future King by T. H. White because my brother insisted that it's a necessary part of my literary education, and I feel just as idiotic as King Pellinore searching for his beast.
Sometime after I give up and get a new charger I'm sure I'll find the missing gizmo. It's the law of the universe. It's right up there with finding a boy/girlfriend when you've given up looking -- when the universe might laugh at you by providing 2 likely candidates, which confuses things so much that you call Bill Mike or vice versa and both prospects disappear leaving you wishing for a partner -- but you can't find one (or 2) until you languish a while and eventually give up again.
The thing is, we're all searching for something all the time. We always seem to want something we don't have. It can be a job, romance, fulfillment... Whatever it is that we don't have, we want to go up a step on Maslow's hierarchy of needs. Once we get something we thought we wanted, it doesn't matter any more. Now we need ______. It's a fatal flaw in the human condition.
I wanted a job when I didn't have one, now I want some peace and quiet and time off, especially after working another solid weekend and my laundry for tomorrow still isn't done. Why is it always all or nothing? My phone can sit quiet so long that I wonder why I pay the monthly bill, and then 3 people call at the same time.
I had lunch with someone recently who's upset she got passed over for a promotion. Her BF says she ought to be happy with her current job, and after listening to the details, I think I agree. She makes close to what I earn with a lot fewer headaches and a whole lot more benefits -- which makes me wonder if I should find a different job, which all goes back to the original premise -- we're never happy enough with what we've got that it stops us from searching for more. I suppose it's why my ancestors left Europe and following generations decided to walk over mountains with all their stuff. Something better simply had to be beyond the next hill.
I'm working on feeling happy with wherever I am and with whatever I've got, but if anyone finds my battery charger, I'm sure I could be even happier yet!