draliman on life

Things change. People, places, things. That’s life. No change means stagnation.

Stagnation? Bring it on. I hate change. Change is for other people. I’ll happily stagnate, thank you very much.

Small Change. Lunch is on me!

Last week brought me change in abundance. Nothing major, just small changes, but lots all at once.

These are all things which wouldn’t even be an issue for 99.9% of the population. They’d look at me as if I were mad.

I was already in a bad head space. A website we’ve been working on for months was about to go live and I was in a right state.

In my mind, I make a small error in the code. Everything goes wrong. The world ends.

(Please note – I don’t program nuclear missile systems. Therefore the world is not actually in any danger.)

Here’s the “small change” part. Along with this going on:

• The road near my house is under repair. Bits keep getting closed. I need this road to get to work, otherwise I’d need to change my route.
• The supermarket where I do my weekly shop has been refitted. The parking system has changed and everything inside has moved around.
• The petrol station where I fill up my car every fortnight has closed for a refit for up to 28 weeks. I will need to get my petrol elsewhere.
• And the icing on the cake – the barber I have been visiting since I was but a little lad is closing! Nooooooo.

Too much change in such a short time. So what happened?

• The website’s fine.
• The road works have yet to deny me access to work.
• I found everything in the supermarket without any trouble.
• I bought petrol at the garage around the corner.
• My hairdresser is moving 5 doors down and has given me her card so I can book my next appointment.

So, no need to panic, then. I knew there never really was, but my stupid brain keeps going off on one. It’s not under my control in these situations. It won’t listen to reason.

Does anyone have the number of a really good psychiatrist?