Just got to know a little while ago our usual milk vendor won’t be supplying milk for some more time to come.
And while this isn’t a crisis per se, it’s inconvenient. And that in a nutshell is how trying times are for people of a particular socio-economic group. Inconvenient more than actually critical. Unless it gets to hell-in-a-handbasket stage.
I am at home. With all my physical comforts except that my dishpan hands are getting more solidified day by day. But it’s a small price to pay in the long run. It’s not like I give massages for a living and need butter-soft hands.
I have slightly flat feet so my arches have been hurting from standing for too long and doing dishes. So I’ll be wearing my sneakers and doing them from today. Again, problem identified and a workaround identified as well. Definitely not a hardship.
What is getting to be a hardship is not knowing how things will shape up in the days to come. Let’s face it, we’re on a daily wait and watch. Weeks and months are a luxury we can’t afford to indulge in while planning for tomorrow.
TO and Red have been playing cricket at home for a few weeks now to limit the outside exposure and I think my ironing board and the unfortunate iron ended up being the boundary line one too many times. Outcome? Iron just won’t iron. Workaround? Fished out an old iron which had some kinks in it but at this time seems to be heating up, or so the little red light tells me, and we’ll take it for a spin a bit.
So for everything that seems like a “problem” I’m deciding to call a “blip” instead. The way we look at things makes a huge difference in how to react to it and everything else that follows. Btw, running out of coffee? Now that would be a PROBLEM.
Stay safe. Try to stay cheery. It’s not that tough. Have a few laughs. Watch old home movies of your kid. Reminisce with the spouse about the way things were and before you know it, you’re somewhat ( if not a lot) diverted from the non-fun Corona.
Note: For the uninitiated, the fun Corona comes in a bottle.