First world Problems

I am having a very "First world problems" type of day. And, being that I have traveled to other countries, it makes me feel like a total POS for having these existential crisis moments over such pathetic things. 

For starters, my internet is being SUPER slow. I have no doubt it is due to the storms we have had basically all weekend. Which, I am actually very thankful for, as we have had nonstop 113 degree weather for weeks. We needed this rain but I work from home so having slow internet is not conducive to my work flow. Try explaining that to a cave man? My husband has definitely put that type of thinking into my brain. If you start to bitch, moan, and complain about something; imagine trying to explain that situation, that bullshit problem to a caveman. Would he or she then just beat you over the head with a mallet because your "problem" isnt really a problem? Yeah, I would get beaten. Explaining to a caveman that I have access to all the data in the known world and I am stressed because my magic picture box is taking more than .5 milliseconds to deliver that information to me. Ugh, I suck. 

Next, I am stressed because since my massive allergic reaction, I have been cleaning nonstop to try and stop that from happening again; you cant tell that I have done jack shit. Why? Because I have entirely too many things crammed into this tiny house and I have a toddler tornado that like to pull everything out and unfold every piece of clothing and towels that Ive already folded 17 times. Definitely, a first world problem. I have too many things. I am stressed because my things need to be cleaned and put away and I have run out of places to put those things. And, my inquisitive toddler is just discovering the world. Learning. *Facepalm*

It is in instances like this that I have like an out of body experience because I do realize that what I am getting stressed about has easy solutions or just requires me to be more patient. I need patience. I need to calm my head back to the rhythm of my heart and the earth below me. Sometimes we all need to remember that. We are these amazing bundles of cells on this huge yet tiny floating rock, circling this huge yet tiny ball of gas, in this massive yet spec of a solar system, in a massive yet tiny universe. 

I apologize for my pathetic first world problems in a world that has so many actual problems.