. . . read headlines. Recently, I’ve been diagnosed with “CEFS” or Current Events Fatigue Syndrome.
Some recent headlines are funny enough that I don’t even have to read the article. My spirit is already lifted.
I Became Extremely Hot In The Pandemic. My Husband Did Not.
Okay, so maybe I didn’t read it because I was afraid the Good Wife wrote it.
Some recent headlines are so cringe-worthy I can’t bring myself to read the article. This is CEFS in action. In increasing order of cringe:
Misinformation Is A Pandemic That Doesn’t Have A Headline
Tie for First. . .
Election Offices And School Board Meetings Could Become Weapons-free Zones In Washington
Report: World’s 10 Richest Men Doubled Their Wealth During COVID Pandemic
And sometimes since I know how the story is going to turn out, it’s unnecessary to read on.
Help! My Husband Throws Away My Things Without Asking In The Name of “Minimalism.”
Dude’s wife divorces him. He moves into an apartment a few steps below the one he lived in during college. Can’t afford any real furniture to speak of, any art, anything. Shortly thereafter, dies from loneliness in his minimalist “paradise”.
Okay, so maybe I didn’t read that because I was afraid the Gal Pal may have authored it as well.
Doubt you’re the only one suffering from CEFS. Is it possibly, though, something you don’t want to recover from?