Nothing is more irritating than, after I had finally warmed up my frozen hands and numb fingers to find the side mirror frozen with a coating of ice, and I have to open the window and use my hands to clear it.

It had taken me over 45 minutes in this ice and freezing rain to clear up the walkway steps, the sidewalk and my car. My hands were chilled to the bone and the fingers were stiff and numb.  And, now I have a pair of cold hands again!!

It was such miserable morning with at least two Inches of ice on top of snow. I navigated carefully around the parked cars on the side streets with the kind of concentration that I did not know I possessed. Once on the main road I speeded up considerably. Through the back view mirror I saw a huge ton of snow that fall down from the top of an SUV completely blocking the windshield of the big SUV. The SUV just stopped in the middle of highway. Oh! How lucky was I? The SUV was behind me instead of in front of me. 

Other drivers and I simultaneously slowed down and kept a good 40 feet away from each others. OH! I have snow on top of my car too! What shall I do if it came down on me also? I can’t stop like the SUV behind me, can I? Suddenly, I found myself munching half the scone that I had left in my car since Sunday. I threw the scone and the bag to the back seat immediately. OH! NO! Am I starting a bad eating habit now? What am I doing eating something I am not particularly fond of? Why did I buy this scone at all on Sunday anyway? Well, I couldn’t have a cup of Starbuck coffee without a snack, could I? What nonsense is this? I didn’t even take a bite then? What’s the harm in eating something after I worked so hard shaving and chopping the ice?  No one should eat under emotional stress! Don’t you know? Great! I was battling with myself!

OH! The ice! Concentrate on the road! Please….

I glared at the clock; it was 10 minutes before the teleconference was to start. Ah! How am I going to sneak into the meeting quietly! There is no way not to be noticed that I am late, I am the one they want to talk to… better to speed up a little bit… no I can’t! My life is more important than a stupid meeting! Oh! I wish the scone was not in the back seat now…. Watch out! Got to pay attention driving…

How can a human being’s mind jump from one thought to another, when the life is on the line…? Come to think of it the Chinese have a saying to describe the wandering mind as “three thousand worry threads/thoughts” or the word “worry” should be translated as:  anxiety, agony,  troubling, nervousness, fret, disquiet, pain, anguish, distress, misery, torment, suffer, woe.….

OH! Damn! Which word is the correct translation!!! 

Or is this phrase the correct one to reflect what I am going through right now? I should be ashamed of myself…..

Don’t miss the Turn! Gee! Do you want to live or not….

HA! The meeting got postponed! I should have checked my e-mail! I should be sitting on my sofa drinking coffee and reading my books instead of laboring with the ice! No, you can’t! You have responsibility? What responsibility? To make sure there is a paycheck in the bank every two weeks to buy your cup of Starbuck coffee and books, STUPID!