As the pandemic has worn on, life has adjusted to what is effectively our new normal. I've mentioned a few of these things on this very blog, as my diet, my pastimes, and even my driving habits have changed as we've all had to adjust to circumstances. We are very fortunate so I'm not complaining, but every now and then, I am reminded that life looks different than it did nine months ago. And every now and then, one of those changes makes me laugh.
You see, the Mild Wife and I have focused a lot more time on stuff around the house. Like I said, the pandemic has forced some changes in our routine. It hasn't felt burdensome or anything, but it's just different. We cook more because we can't exactly go out to eat all the time. We spend more time at home, so we try to keep our living space tidy and organized. Heck, I started brewing kombucha because we wanted that particular creature comfort at home.
As our attention has shifted, though, the Mild Wife and I have noticed that the things that we care about are very domestic in nature. For example, as we spend more time cooking meals, we start to long for nicer pans or nicer spatulas. Don't get me wrong, we have cooking tools and utensils that work, but there's always an element of wanting nicer things. Who doesn't want the pan that promises to cook your food to the utmost deliciousness? Why not use some of your hard-earned cash on that utensil that saves you time on a task that you do all the time?
Of course, us being us, we decided to make an actual wishlist for some of these things. In essence, we made a spreadsheet with some of these desires, to give us a tangible set of goals.
However, putting it down on paper makes it very easy to start noticing the trends. We don't have video games, tons of alcohol, or fancy technology on the list. Nope, instead, we're looking at cooking utensils, dishware, and all manner of domestic appliances/tools on that list. Let me tell you, nothing makes you feel quite as old as having that list staring back at you. Remember, this was a list of things that we are actively pining for. This wasn't a list of things that people forced on us, this was our desires being channeled onto paper. And our desires were nothing but domestic tools.
I don't quite know when and how that shift happened, but the Mild Wife and I got old somewhere. It's not just the actual years, it was more like we got mentally older. We aren't exactly thinking about partying all the time, you know? There were quite a few chuckles at that moment, and we can't help but smile whenever we look at that list.
Who knew that a few spatulas could elicit that kind of laughter?
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