Meh

So this morning I ate nutella on toast because apparently, I’m 12. 😳

I also made soup and looked for my reading glasses. That killed about an hour. πŸ™„

(The soup was chicken and the glasses were on my head.) 😐

In my defense I was wearing a hairband aka my autumn halo πŸ˜‡ (ha) so I thought nothing of the slight pressure on my head. Didn’t even occur to me to touch the top of my head.

When I asked the family to help me look for the missing glasses they did…but neither looked at me, thereby no one noticed they were on my head and anyway I’m not only 12 today, but also invisible. πŸ‘»

It’s been rainy and grey and cool so I never left the house on Saturday. I was going to take myself out for lunch, or at least coffee, but I was feeling meh so I barricaded myself into my bedroom and wrote some mediocre flash fiction for the other blog.

Meh.

Anyway, remember how I mentioned the girl child’s ringette equipment didn’t fit and she would need all new stuff?

She went shopping with her dad on Saturday and $600 later they came back with some used, some new stuff.

At that moment the Greater Toronto Hockey League (GTHL) released a statement:

This will likely affect the ringette girls too since they use the same facilities as the minor hockey teams.

It’s ridiculous, if you ask me. Transmission of covid has not traced to any of the arenas or its players and parent groups. In fact, parents aren’t even invited into the rink, they have to remain in the parking lot while their superstars go inside for practice.

Now with this new restriction, not only are the sports families impacted, but also all the residual economies: referees, coaches, supply and equipment stores, rink staff, zamboni drivers and mechanics, restaurants and food/snack outlets…

It frustrates me when politicians panic and shut down across the board when there are clear groups and hot spots that need targeting, rather than a mostly obedient general public.

It’s going to be a long winter.

At least the pharmacies will do well. Pass the anti-anxiety drugs! 😞

But I digress.

So what’s the plan for today?

I have a hankering for peanut butter cookies which is the last thing I need but hey, beats taking the Xanax. πŸ˜‰

So.

Happy Sunday. 😘

16 thoughts on “Meh

  1. Oh my gosh, I just loved reading this: “So this morning I ate nutella on toast because apparently, I’m 12.” What a charming sense of humor. I’m going to be smiling the rest of the day–it was that funny.

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  2. The humor in your post made me smile~ Especially the idea of sweets alternative to anxiety meds! I decided to get out and do a 2.5 mile walk, take a 3 hour nap, and hop on here. I was trying to get to rock painting but that didn’t happen. πŸ˜€ Oh well!

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  3. I feel for your frustration with Covid stupidity and shutdowns happening AGAIN!. We are on the precipice of being able to travel to other states!! But one stupid move from one stupid person and we will be back in our boxes AGAIN.

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  4. Well clearly you cannot allow even a smidge of growth in the girl child within the next few months. If you’re looking for an autumnal drink to go with your cookies by daughter strongly recommends warm apple cider with a nice shot of caramel vodka. I haven’t tried it yet but I’m pretty sure it would be lovely.

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