My stretch of rotten November luck continued into the second day of the month. It’s hot like the dickens, and I’m lying here, stewing in my juices, and trying to avoid turning on the AC.
To distract myself, I’m musing on unrelated things, such as these:
1. I discovered today that some people have the social media notifications always on and email notifications off. I’m the opposite. My work email is always on and I love it. But I’d perceive the social media notifications as intrusive, so I have them off. I don’t let any notifications onto the locked screen at all because I need the space to display my calendar. If one invention of this century changed my life, it’s the Android calendar. I love that bastard.
2. Keto foods have experienced a quantum leap in quality within the past couple of years. They used to taste like sawdust but now I prefer keto bread to regular bread not for any dietary reasons but because it tastes better. Keto chips are actually fine, and I say it as a person who detests the very idea of chips. Keto tortillas and wraps are to regular tortillas and wraps what a Maserati is to a Lada Kalina.
3. I love men’s shampoos and shower gels. My favorite body wash is Every Man Jack. I’m so happy I managed to squeeze in between the generations of women who believe that these preferences make one a defective woman. But I’m sad that people are so into ridiculous gender stereotypes that they attach meaning to these kinds of things.
4. Klara was reading a book about a little boy who always knew what his mom looked like when she was angry. “I don’t know what my mommy looks like when she’s angry,” she mused quietly. “My mommy is always happy.” Today she lost a cardigan I bought last week and a new water bottle (see what I mean about my rotten luck?) and then walked from the car into Applebee’s barefoot because she didn’t feel like wearing shoes. Everybody stared but I was blissfully calm. Being older is great for equanimity because you simply don’t have the energy to be bothered.
5. My sister’s little boy was so impacted by Klara’s school which he briefly attended in the summer that he now started praying and showing such interest in religion that the parents are thinking of transferring him to a Christian school. Klara now started to make us pray before meals (which I didn’t even know was a thing).