My oven was broken for a few months.
Today was finally a day I was able to get a repair man to fix it.
It’s three days before Christmas.
We can now cook food again in our oven.
Why does it sometimes take forever to get stuff done?
Getting a repair man to do the job was such a trivial thing to do.
Like, I didn’t even have to do anything except pay up for the job.
Makes me feel so lazy and unproductive.
Which I probably am, honestly.
But that is okay.
It’s okay to be lazy and unproductive sometimes.
But not always.
I wish I could be like that though more often.
Not worry about anything and just let the world have it’s way.
I wish it was summer as well.
Right now it’s cold outside, like 20 degrees Celsius.
I miss summer.
Glad my oven is fixed at least.