This quote, spoken by the late, great, Robin Williams, feels like it could be about today, which was full of minor annoyances - trying to get heard at times on a skype call can be hard, and sometimes I regret the fact that I did the polite thing when someone else starts talking at the same time as me, and stop talking completely; I end up not getting to give voice to my thoughts.
Having a delivery from the supermarket show up at the same time as the meeting made it harder, and I coped the best that I could, muting myself while wiping down and refrigerating my perishables, and then the shop did a few unexpected things - didn't send me any crisps, not even subtitutes; I don't know if that should indicate a sudden nationwide crisp shortage.
As for the chicken I got for tonight's recipe - I must have not been paying attention; I thought I was getting myself a packet that was ready sliced, to be put in the fridge - instead I got a packet for chicken to put in the freezer, which I have to thaw out and slice myself.
I'm hoping I can cope - the chicken doesn't seem to be thawing out right now; I've taken it out of the fridge in the hope that it will soften up faster.
I did manage to walk more than a mile today, bringing my Strava challenge totals to:
*11km for the November walking challenge;
*2 hours, 50 minutes for the 30-hour challenge and ROKA 25th hour challenge, and
*1 hour, 13 minutes of 2 hours for the MAAP clean livin' challenge.
This week's
photo_scavenger prompt is "type"; I'll have to think of a good abstract interpretation.