Okay, so I suppose I shouldn’t complain. I tell myself that a lot these days… a lot of situations involve really bad stuff, but it could always be worse. So I shouldn’t complain.
But man, being broke sucks. Every little thing that breaks or fails or even hiccups is a terror. I can’t afford to replace anything, and I often can’t afford to repair anything. So it just gets used until I can’t use it any more, and then I make do without.
For example, I bought a nice coffee machine two years ago. It was nice! Not super high-end, but it made good coffee and did the grinding itself. A nice machine. It died one month after the warranty ran out (because of course it did) and so now… I mostly don’t drink coffee at home any more. I still have a little French press that I use occasionally, but that’s it… when it dies, I’m out of coffee making devices for who-knows-how-long.
But what luxury to complain about not being able to make coffee, amirite? There are people who would kill for the freedom to complain about not making coffee. So I shouldn’t complain.
I just wish everything wasn’t so expensive. Everything! Editing costs, art, advertising (especially advertising)…
I guess writing is still free. I should go do more of that.
Hope everyone out there is staying safe and healthy!