Sermon on faulty electrical socket

For about a week I have been trying to find an electrician to fix a faulty light in my kitchen and one way or another it seems to have proved rather difficult. The people who had previously fixed my washing machine claimed not to know of anyone they could recommend. My guess is that they did not want to be held to account should the job be botched in some way. I doubt very much that they were genuinely ignorant in this regard. Anyway, I managed to find the phone number for a guy who rewired some lighting into my garage and he will come and sort things out next week.

The point of this story is that I sometimes allow relatively minor and mundane matters to weigh heavily on my mind, even though I know that they should not. Edmund Spenser, a poet writing in the latter half of the 16th century puts things into perspective in the following verse from The Ruines of Time (of course, he wasn’t talking about light sockets since they didn’t have them back then)…

High towers, faire temples, goodly theatres,
Strong walls, rich porches, princelie pallaces,
Large streets, braue houses, sacred sepulchres,
Sure gatres, sweete gardens, stately galleries,
Wrought with faire pillours, and fine imageries,
All those (O pitie) now are turned to dust,
And ouergrowen with blacke obliuions rust.

Although this does put my mundane electrical problem into perspective, I’m not sure that it offers much by way of comfort. Furthermore, I do not believe it is a reason for not sorting out the minor hassles of quotidian life. I do not like cooking in the gloom.

There is also a higher principle involved; if I let one thing slide, then why not the next and the next after that, and so on. Quite swiftly, one could find oneself in a pickle. Life is a problem-solving activity, at least to some degree, and laziness in solving the problems that fall within one’s bailiwick amounts to a secular sin, assuming that the desire for a reasonable quality of life exists. Speak to you later, my dear blogophiles.

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