We are approaching one year of being in and out of lockdowns, other protocols, restrictions, ad infinitum and ad nauseum. Covid has become both a catalyst for and inflamer of many other aggravations. I just went through a week of multiple frustrations that were exacerbated by Covid. I suspect you may have experienced similar irritations.
At this point I was going to share the list of unpleasantries that occurred throughout the week. I was up for a big vent. Then something happened. I’m not sure what it was. It might have been as simple as meeting with my friend who assists me with some tasks at home (being vision impaired), getting groceries and doing other necessary errands. When I sat down to spill all that had gone on during the week, it suddenly seemed like a bad idea. No one needs to have all that negativity spewed at them. It would not do me any good either. So I am leaving the past in the past. I am grateful for having all that gloom dissipate feeling more positive and light-hearted.
Let’s just call it one of those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad weeks. Sometimes sh*t just happens.
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