A Grump's Diary

2020 was designed for the grump. Stock market crash. Election year. Damn pandemic - better known as the "damndemic."Sports suspended. Bars closed (boy that hurt).  Take out or delivery only. Told to stay inside and created phrases like "social distancing," "new normal," "big box store," "essential businesses," "flattening the curve," "lockdown,".... you get the idea.  Just retyping those words or phrases makes me grumpy.  Anyway, to a grump who never misses an opportunity to gripe or appear skeptical, 2020 has been a rich treasure of opportunities, like walking into a pirate's long lost cave and have it glowing in gold and light piercing the jewels that are strewn about. The riches on display for the grump to behold may have actually been overwhelming, but we endeavor to persevere. Navigating the "facts" of CV 19 and the "truth" is like being tossed into a vat of molasses and asked to swim and...

I don't remember what the reason was I decided to do a search on Google regarding a day for grumps, but I did.  The search yielded a single day, Oct 15, as "National Grouch Day."  Grouches, you see, know no bounds.  There are grouches in every demographic. "Red, yellow, black or white, we are grumpy in His sight," the refrain goes in our anthem we lift high every year at this time.  At our most recent conference, held on Zoom!, the meeting broke down at the start when we couldn't come to an agreement about the purpose for holding a meeting shortly after the anthem was lifted.  Some felt it was that the meeting was on Zoom!  Others felt as though it happens at every meeting, face-to-face or online, but the fact remains that we saw the agenda and we didn't like it.  In fact, the minutes (yet to be approved for the last 10 years because we never make it that far) show that the meeting breaks down shortly after the meeting is called to order.  "Chaos ...