Yes, I know it's easy to complain. It's probably easier to complain than it is to see the good. Black is more effective for covering than white.
I must tell you something. This mess proved how merciful G-d is. I'm the type who's pretty good about keeping track of things, all sorts of things. Sometimes I foul up. OK, I admit that I'm human, far from perfect.
The other day I walked down the hill to the local grocers. I put my cell phone, keys, camera and picket diary (yoman) in my pockets. I didn't buy all that much, so I divided my purchases into two bags and began carrying them all back home. On the way, a neighbor gave me a ride.
Later on in the day I couldn't find my yoman. I checked every place possible in the house and my pockets.
Over the next few days we asked at the grocers but didn't see the car in which I had been driven home. I kept reciting "kappora," like a mantra. This should be instead of something more serious, instead of death, injury or illness. "It's just a yoman; isn't it?" And I started teaching myself how to use the "appointment/reminder" application on my cell phone.
Busy with my Passover cleaning I couldn't bother the neighbors about my missing yoman. Then I took a short walk and I passed a few neighbors cleaning cars, including that one. I doubled back and decided to ask.
"By chance did you find a yoman in the car?"
"Could this be it?" And she showed me an empty plastic yoman cover.
"Yes, but where's the inside?"
How's that for timing? G-d is great!!!