Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, February 19, 2022, or: Today’s Not My Day

Hi, Dear Reader. It’s early afternoon here in Lithia, Florida, on Saturday, February 19, 2022. It’s a nice Florida winter day in the Tampa Bay area. Currently, the temperature is 71˚F (22˚C) under mostly cloudy skies. With humidity at 76% and the wind blowing from the north-northwest at 8 MPH (13 KM/H) the feels-like temperature is 71˚F (22˚C). Today’s forecast calls for partly sunny skies and a high of 75˚F (24˚C). Tonight, skies will be clear. The low will be 51˚F (11˚C).

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I woke up early this morning – I suppose that’s my Tampa Bay “normal” – while it was still dark. I hoped to at least have a bowl of cereal and some coffee for breakfast, but we are out of milk, and no one can be bothered to drive to Publix or Winn Dixie to get a gallon of milk. No one. I should be used to this by now – in April it will be six years since I started the process of moving here from Miami – but it still irritates me. When I was a teenager and we had not one but two nearby stores within walking distance of our East Wind Lake Village townhouse, I went out – on foot – to either the Winn Dixie supermarket at the Flagler Plaza or the smaller Top Banana convenience store on Fontainebleau Boulevard and bought milk, bread, or even eggs.

The Caregiver’s three young adult “kids” have their own cars. The middle and youngest both study and work, but they also have “downtime.” I don’t know what the oldest one does besides sleeping all day or games all night. He has a car, too, but he hardly ever runs any errands for his mother. If we run out of food staples – milk, eggs, bread, orange juice, cereal, or anything else – no one says, “Hey, I noticed that we’re out of (fill in the blank). I’m going to the store to get some. Be right back”.

So even though I made do with a bowl of Quaker instant oatmeal, I can’t say that I had a good breakfast. So not only am I cranky because I couldn’t sleep in this morning, but I’m also irritated because there’s no milk, no orange juice, and if I want coffee, I’ll have to drink it black.

Ugh. Today is simply not my day.

Published by Alex Diaz-Granados

Alex Diaz-Granados (1963- ) began writing movie reviews as a staff writer and Entertainment Editor for his high school newspaper in the early 1980s and was the Diversions editor for Miami-Dade Community College, South Campus' student newspaper for one semester. Using his experiences in those publications, Alex has been raving and ranting about the movies online since 2003 at various web sites, including Amazon, Ciao and Epinions. In addition to writing reviews, Alex has written or co-written three films ("A Simple Ad," "Clown 345," and "Ronnie and the Pursuit of the Elusive Bliss") for actor-director Juan Carlos Hernandez. You can find his reviews and essays on his blogs, A Certain Point of View and A Certain Point of View, Too.

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