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!
