I am addicted to patience, also known as solitaire. One type in particular – klondike. The easiest of all the varieties of solitaire.
This game only requires basic problem solving skills but it is incredibly frustrating. You will find yourself having to give up on games a couple of moves from a win because the one card you needed was under that stack and there’s nowhere to move that king because a lone two sits there taunting you.
I play it on my mobile every time I have a spare minute. I feel as if I’m wasting my life but in reality the time would simply be wasted meditating or day dreaming.
The question I guess I’ve been coming around to is this – why do we continue to perservere at tasks that frustrate us? Is it merely a human trait or does your cat feel frustrated when it can’t quite reach that bench? Why does she keep trying? Does your dog become frustrated when you won’t take the 20th hint that he wants to go walkies?
Are you the reader frustrated that I almost always leave my blog entries with an open end?
