A few moments of frustration
Some days are more frustrating than others. When a task takes much longer than the mental time I have allotted, and I realize that most of the frustration is rooted in my inability to see what I am doing, I have to wish for the good old days.
I have emails that have not been answered because I cannot see the message. Or did not see the message. Same thing, really. I have a keyboard that needs repair, but I ham afraid to tackle the task because I cannot be sure that I will not worsen things. I have a backlit keyboard, elsewhere. Did not see it on my most recent search. Getting closer to that time when I will need someone to do the little things, while I imagine that I am still autonomous. Not much fun.
And so carrying on with the things I can do. The garbage makes it out to the road. The dog gets his appropriate care. I can handle the mundane, like laundry, because of the bright pilot lights. And I still find the stuff in the refrigerator. Usually. Recently, we had two bags of coffee grains. Plus, there are the tiny things. Like when I accidentally change alignment, in mid sentence, and have to guess at what went wrong. As a game, this is not going to capture much audience share.
However, it could always be worse. I know this, intuitively. Imagine if I still had to show up in the workplace, and help others with their text misalignment. Or if I had to drive from here to there. A second bag of coffee beans is really just an aggravation.
