I get Knocked Down

Title is from a song playing on This is Us which I'm half-watching, decided it didn't fit, then changed my mind, since it kind of does? Use your imagination and really I'm not sure I care if no one else sees the connection..."I get knocked down, but I get up again.."

I do. Sometimes. But lately, part of me just wants to stay down. One gets tired. You know?

But in a romance novel I've been reading on the train to and from work...there was a statement about how life is rather capricious, and precious, and we're all lucky to have it - since it's kind of a gift and all we have.

So. There's that.

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Last night I got annoyed, at 10 pm, reading emails, so had troubles settling down for sleep. Note to self - don't read emails at 10 pm or later.

1. Email #1 was from credit card telling me that they'd declined my payment request on two items - because I hadn't paid the last amount, even though I paid in mid-March. And was only five-eight days late. [I discovered it while buying more masks on Amazon - because I'm almost out of KN94's again.]

Mother: What? Why not just charge a late fee?
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But it was annoying. Since it's into me paying on the due date - I set up auto minimum payments.

2. Email #2 was from Weaving Fabric of Diversity - about an auction at the church. Only problem? Two folks in the group responded that since there was segregation going on in the church - they were setting up their own event.

Author of original email (AOE): Segregated? What??
MDW (respondent): We're segregated because the church requires people to be vaccinated to wear masks - so those of us who don't want to (lists all the reasons in tiny print), are segregated.
( what pissed me off )

Okay. Last Night I was furious. And it took me a little bit to calm down. I did - I've been meditating for well over five years now, and can kind of do it on my own. Push things off to one side - the uncontrollables - and dear god, there are so many. Aren't there? Uncontrollables? My father used to call them that - he'd tell me, "Don't sweat the uncontrollables" - the things outside of our control. And try as I might? I cannot control what other people do. Or the choices they make. I can only control my own and even that - is often questionable.

I knew the hardest part of the pandemic wouldn't be the beginning of it, but this section here - after we got the vaccine. Because I've read my history books and seen it happen over and over again. People don't trust things, easily. And the things they do trust often make no sense.
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Subway Shooter - was caught today. ( Read more... )

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Tomorrow, I may throw caution to the winds and find a place to eat with project manager. Poor guy - just returned from a vacation in Northern Mexico with his wife who is from there. He doesn't have COVID.

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Finished watching This is Us episode which is about a divorce, and a remarriage. I liked it, and didn't at the same time. ( Spoilers )

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Romance novel is slightly better. In it, the heroine's father is blown off a jetty by a wave, and she never sees him again. That I can buy. And isn't quite as cliche tragedy.

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Off to bed. Wish me luck tomorrow - I just want to make it through the first site tour I've had since 2020. (I've been dreading it for well over a year now, tried to get out of doing it twice - I can't. And the guy I could have convinced to sub for me - took off. So I'm stuck with it.)

Leaving you with... I get Knocked Down....