The annoyance of a blessing

I’m sitting here typing this, offline, and feeling very annoyed at the fact that I’m offline. I’m not intentionally offline, mind you. The internet isn’t working when it ought to be. As I sat here annoyed I started thinking about why I was annoyed. I came to realize that the fact that I even have the internet is really a wonderful thing. I can keep in touch with my family much more quickly than people could ten years ago. In fact, I don’t even write letters or emails to my family (shame on me) because I can chat with them on an instant messenger. And now, I’m sitting here, unable to chat with Laurel, whom I was supposed to meet online two minutes ago, and I’m extremely annoyed by the entire situation. And realizing that it’s a stupid reason to be annoyed isn’t making me less annoyed because four minutes ago I was supposed to be chatting with my sister and I’m still not nor will I be able to. That’s annoying enough to make me want to cry. Grr…

So, yes God, the internet is a blessing because it gives me the chance to stay in contact with my family and friends with very little effort. But God, I’m annoyed with the blessing right now.