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Life is full of things which are hard or tedious or otherwise unpleasant that need doing anyhow. They help make the world go 'round, they improve skills, and they boost your sense of self-respect. But doing them still kinda sucks. It's all the more difficult to do those things when nobody appreciates it. Happily, blogging allows us to share our accomplishments and pat each other on the back.

What are some of the hard things you've done recently? What are some hard things you haven't gotten to yet, but need to do? Is there anything your online friends could do to make your hard things a little easier?

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pronker

Spouse hasn't felt well since the shelter in place and was thrilled to hear Place of Worship reopened for 1/2 hour service weekend before last with everyone wearing masks and sitting 6 feet apart if non-family. That went okay until I saw him rise quickly and head to the bathroom, so I followed. He made it to the toilet without leaving a trail, good, but shit got all over the tile floor, the toilet, his hands and *at this late date I find it 35 percent funny* into the floor's a/c grille. I cleaned him up best I could with wet toilet paper and started on the floor, etc., but dayyum, not much helped. The job would take Comet and brushes and in the meantime, services ended and somebody outside the door jingled keys, wanting to close up the building. We left.

One day later came Office Lady's text: "Nobody will be allowed to use the building's bathroom, we are limiting our attendants to X number and will Spouse still be able to come?"

Phooey. Of course, the whole sitch was nasty. With all the other commotion about soiling chairs some months ago which they will not clean but declare "unusable because it's a sacred place", now this. It's one of the toughest things to handle on top of Spouse's illness. I sympathize with the cleanup crew. In this case, Spouse has the scales in his favor, IMHO, after 21 goddam years of attendance sometimes 3x weekly pre-Covid, to be accommodated.