La frase puede sonar cruda, pero es un dicho popular cubano. Cuando el mal es de cagar no valen guayabas verdes. Una forma más educada de decirlo sería que las desgracias nunca vienen solas.

Ayer fue uno de esos días donde todo parece destinado a salir mal. El día comenzó pesado con un mensaje de WhatsApp que no esperaba, pero que suponía. Una amiga se iba a tomar un tiempo offline para organizarse con unos problemas.

Luego me di a la tarea que tenía pendiente hace unos días de revisar un hostal para un evento de Hive que quería organizar en la mi ciudad. Decidí ir caminando aunque eran varios kilómetros, pero la persona que debía ver no se encontraba. Regresé a casa y volví a ir en la tarde, esta vez fui en bicicleta, sin embargo los precios eran muy altos así que no sirvió al propósito. De regreso me animé a ir a una tienda MLC (en dólares) a comprar algunas cosas. Luego de unos casi 20 minutos al sol pude entrar más el pago por transferencia no funcionó así que tuve que regresar a casa tomar la tarjeta magnética y virar a la tienda. Otra vez la cola, y en esta ocasión ni siquiera pude entrar pues las pasarelas de pago no tenían conexión.

Respiré profundo y decidí tomar la bici e irme a casa de mi mamá. Sorpresa, había llegado el agua y se le había desbordado un tanque. Sin embargo, la cereza del pastel fue que ya en la noche justo antes de descansar se le dañó el televisor. Este hecho en particular si me alteró. La razón principal es que es un TV ya viejo que carga con un historial de roturas y que le vengo diciendo desde hace rato no gaste dinero en repararlo. Resumen, que mientras ahorro para comprar otro ella ha ido reparando y al final ha gastado un tercio de lo que cuesta comprar otro. Siendo la reparación más reciente hace unas semanas. Ahora tengo que tomar un dinero que no tenía planificado para comprar otro televisor y evitar que siga botando el dinero en reparaciones.

A veces siento que la vida es un constante desvestir a un santo para vestir a otro.

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The phrase may sound crude, but it is a popular Cuban saying. When the evil is to shit, green guavas are not worth it. A more polite way of saying it would be that misfortunes never come alone.

Yesterday was one of those days where everything seems destined to go wrong. The day started off heavy with a WhatsApp message that I didn't expect, but that I assumed. A friend was going to take some time offline to get organized with some problems.

Then I got to the task that I had pending for a few days of checking a hostel for a Hive event that I wanted to organize in my city. I decided to walk even though it was several kilometers, but the person I was supposed to see was not there. I returned home and went again in the afternoon, this time I went by bike, however the prices were very high so it did not serve the purpose. On the way back I decided to go to a MLC (dollar) store to buy some things. After about 20 minutes in the sun I was able to enter but the payment by transfer did not work so I had to return home to take the magnetic card and go to the store. Once again the queue, and this time I couldn't even get in because the payment gateways were not connected.

I took a deep breath and decided to take the bike and go to my mom's house. To my surprise, the water had arrived and a tank had overflowed. However, the cherry on the cake was that at night, just before going to sleep, her television broke. This particular event really upset me. The main reason is that it is an old TV that has a history of breakages and I have been telling her for a while not to spend money on repairing it. In short, while I save up to buy another one, she has been repairing it and in the end she has spent a third of what it costs to buy another one. The most recent repair was a few weeks ago. Now I have to take money that I had not planned to buy another television and prevent her from continuing to waste money on repairs.

Sometimes I feel that life is a constant stripping one saint to dress another.