All flyers and email notices from tool companies, even my favorite, go to the Junk Mail folder. They get arbitrarily trashed. Why am I not allowing my favorite form of tool porn into my life? Covid.
No, I don’t have COVID-19 again, but a few weeks ago, I was looking in the basement shop I rarely use and noting the unused tools I purchased when I had my about with long COVID-19. It was a bit more than six months. I had a terrible six-month arthritic flair and poor judgment. There is stuff in the shop that I knew I’d never use. During the long spell of pain and brain fog, I hobbled to work and hung on waiting for my health to rally. At home, I made” “sophisticated” business plans for the future. The flyers, emails, and catalogs I read compulsively fueled and fanned my thoughts of a post-Covid rally for my business. I spent.
Looking at the purchases and my reasons for making them, I feel like an outsider looking in—they make no sense to me now. The business is on pause while I plan to reopen as an online shop. The shop’s budget for purchases is zero.
And the temptation to buy tools? Well, the flyers, catalogs, and emails are consigned to the hell of the Junk Mail folder!
“Vade retro me satana.”
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Covid was one weird trip. I did some similar things and now I have to go teach people how to make paint. WTF????
I think the point workshop is a really cool thing, Martha. I should be very satisfying.
I hope it happens — and I find the guts to leave the valley after four years NOT leaving! 😀