Bizarre Optimism?

The last two months have been among my oddest. Which is to say, filled with the most bizarre difficulties, all coming at once and threatening to unseat my optimism.

First, on 3rd December, just as soon as I had decided, ���I am going to be preoccupied with wonderful things, from now on!��� ��I slipped off the step at the pool and sprained my left foot, which is fragile and thin at the best of times. ��The pain that quickly followed, ensured that my preoccupations became immediately unpleasant once more, challenging me for daring to release the habit of a life-time.

Then, after a month of hobbling around, unable to shop or stand for any length of time, my recovery was almost complete, and my exercise was getting back to normal levels, when our central heating boiler collapsed. ��So we have been without heating or hot water since about the 28th of December. ��Thank God we have a dish-washer, which I now use for everything except our bone-handled knives and wooden utensils, which die in a machine wash.�� I had been going swimming to get warmed up, most days, and take the clothes to the launderette, when my car broke down.�� It is now fixed and I am about to walk up to the garage, but it is snowing, and I would rather write this.����And I got a massive cold.

Now, what is an optimist to conclude from all this? ��Yes, I know, you might decide that my optimism is crazy and totally na��ve.�� I mean, look at all this stuff!�� But you know, today, I see it as my life accelerating through all the rubbish that is still lying around, just to get it out of the way as quickly as it can, so that the ground around my feet is cleared for the new��events coming in 2015.�� Remember my optimism of the New Year? Well, I���m going to hang on to it, and I���ll let you know how it goes. Meanwhile, bless you all.

 

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