Thursday Ramble: I am tired of the complaining

I am tired of hearing people complain about 2020 and 2021. If you are still alive to complain, the years were not that bad. The years may not have been the party I wanted, but while I was here I decided I might as well dance.

Yes, there were things we wanted to do, that we couldn't do. That freed up time to do things I wouldn't have otherwise done. I have walked more, taken more photos, and found time to paint.

Yes, we had to change our behaviours. Maybe we learned new ways to reduce our risk of getting sick, washing our hands, wearing a mask in crowded conditions and we will be healthier.

Yes, we spent more time at home. Feather your nest, love where you are.

Yes, shopping has changed. I have learned to click, rather than fight the crowd, and curse waiting to check out.

Yes, we have eaten out less. My cooking has become more creative, and learned to make cakes from scratch. And when I do eat out, I treasure it more.

Yes, we were not able to spend time with people. I have found new ways to communicate with family and friends. And maybe I have avoided a few stressful people.

Yes, it was an ugly election, and an attempted coup. But we have a new President and Vice-President.

Yes, it has been two years of change, of difference. But it was not all bad. If we are still alive, it could have been worse. Seize the things that we have gained.

When all else fails, put on a silly hat that makes you smile.

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