Today’s Daily Stoic writing prompt: Am I prepared for my bubble to be burst?
This is the question of the hour, isn’t it? Right now, I’m excited. One, probably two concerts on Saturday. A trip to Montreal and another concert next week. An SCA event the following weekend (I’m eagerly plotting archery shoots for the first time in two years!). More SCA events in the offing over the next couple of months. Another Montreal concert in November, another local one in December, and quite the smorgasbord for next year.
While the next couple of weeks, I think, are not at risk, beyond that–I have to be prepared for the unknown. Vaccine passports are clicking into place, more and more employers are introducing vaccine mandates, and the vaccine rates are responding. But school is back this week, and the youngest students can’t yet be vaccinated. There’s still unknowns there. Will the passports be enough to keep the concerts and the gatherings on the schedule?
So I have to be prepared for the worst while I hope for the best.
The straps for my Russian watch arrived and I’m wearing it now.
Work was a bit slow today, so I took the time to burn through all of my yearly compliance training and got that off my plate. We did food shopping and picked up Swiss Chalet.
After dinner, I tackled the backyard, spending around an hour murdering weeds. The backyard now is so pockmarked you’d think it had been bombed. And the grass is pretty dead. Since the plans are next year to completely get rid of the lawn in favour of perennial beds and stone paths, I don’t much care what it looks like, but I do not want it overrun by weeds.
The rest of the evening will be spent doing embroidery and reading.