At 66 years old, I'm more used to it than when younger. Stuff happens, I deal with it. Stuff I'm not used to happens and that actually becomes more normal. Still, it can be exhausting. The stoic, amused facade I put on doesn't always feel sustainable. I feel the ground shifting beneath my feet and it's not as easy as before to keep my balance. But then again, getting adequate sleep might help!
The water to my house is currently flowing again, albeit low pressure. It felt good to take a shower this morning and have confidence in the toilet flushing as it's designed to. I think about so many other things going on in the world...what I have to deal with is small change. I do make the effort to keep a balanced perspective. A naturally anxious and slightly neurodivergent brain can make it tricky, though. A lot of self compassion is usually in order (rather than "why can't I be like other people??").
It's another cold, sunshiny day. The snowy, icy covering on surfaces still clings. Temperatures seem to be hovering around the freezing mark. It's rather beautiful out.