One Moment at a time

We used to say “one day at a time”.

I’m becoming more used to saying, “one moment at a time.”

Yesterday my calendar had a number of booked in appointments.  One was moved to next week hours before it was to happen.  Another was a mistake in inputting in the calendar – easily remedied but kind of threw me off.  The weather was foreboding so I rescheduled a meeting to Zoom instead of in person. 

I’ve added to the inconvenience of this day and age – the problem of contacting people.  For the Zoom call, I went to Slack, then to Gmail, then to cell number, . . . until I finally figured out the link to the Zoom call.  I wanted to contact another person, but again – which communication channel to use?  Interestingly I can’t remember the last time I opened the telephone white pages – the first place I would have looked a few decades ago.

Once again the old adage proves true – “Blessed are those who are flexible for they will not be bent out of shape!”

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