Grumpy

I didn't wake up grumpy.  (I let him sleep...😉)  the day began like any other. But soon, a series of 'stuff' left me feeling like giving up and starting the day again.  It wasn't like I was trying to do difficult things, just working my way through one or two small tasks before heading out to the first of several events in Cheltenham over the next couple of weeks.

It started to go downhill with my first ever Ocado delivery, shortly after 8am.   I have been having an ongoing conversation with L'Oreal as my favourite hair product gradually disappears from the shops, one by one.  Until recently, Sainsburys was the only place to stock it, but they have now discontinued it and Ocado was the last source.  I ordered ten pots and since only eight were delivered (with two substitutes which I handed back) I might suppose that might be the end of it altogether.   At least eight pots should last me a few years!

It was a fairly small delivery,  then, with a bag of dishwasher tablets and two £10 meal deals there to boost the spend total to get my £25 off, but somehow, they managed to use -and charge me for - eleven plastic bags and one wine carrier.  I immediately remembered why I hate online grocery shopping.  Why do we all manage perfectly well withour plastic bags when they are so profligate with them like this?  One bag was used for the two vegetable dishes in the meal deal - a small tray of new potatoes and a pot of microwaveable veg.  Crazy.    "I'll collect them when I deliver your next order" the driver said.  Like, there will be one?

Ten minutes later, I'd hit my second grump of the day, sorting out our tickets for the first day of the Cheltenham Literature Festival, which were attached to an email in the form of a pdf.  Each ticket - each individual ticket, I mean - was a whole page of A4.  Bearing in mind that we bought around thirty tickets in total, the printing ink alone (full colour maps on every page) was enough to bring on the mutters.  Ridiculous. 

Thankfully, the event itself,: Andrew Marr speaking about his painting, was interesting and rather inspiring, because by the time I was there, i might have walked out on anything less!

Needless to say, there is an underlying cause of my general grumpiness and though it's not helped by the outlook offered by the UK news and world events more generally, it's something a little closer to home that's making me cross.

New computer and new work flows which are proving difficult and time consuming to pick up.

Lightroom. In particular.

I freely admit to having little patience with machines which don't do as I expect.  But after a week of being 'consciously incompetent', this morning I'd had enough.  So I'm taking a break and switched the whole lot off in favour of my tablet and my phone.  Whether or not I switch it back on over the weekend, we will see.  One thing is sure. I shall need to be feeling a great deal more competent than I do right now!