Not so Bad
As I was bemoaning my life the other day with such internal bon mots as "My job is hard" and "I work too much" and "My elbow hurts from playing golf" I was struck by just how fabulous my life actually is.
First, I have a job I love and it lets me go play golf in the afternoon if I want to (the benefits of being a partner in a law firm). Second, I have an amazing boyfriend who still finds me charming and quirky (which I am) instead of crazy and certifiable (which I am also). Third, I have the most amazing friends, both locally and globally.
Sure, there are bad theater goers and bad drivers. But, can that surpass having a great dinner with SeedySaxon in NYC, or seeing a dear friend on her birthday, or just spending a day watching Arrested Development in bed with the BF, or having a living room full of great friends?
I got it good. Just remind me of that on Monday ...
First, I have a job I love and it lets me go play golf in the afternoon if I want to (the benefits of being a partner in a law firm). Second, I have an amazing boyfriend who still finds me charming and quirky (which I am) instead of crazy and certifiable (which I am also). Third, I have the most amazing friends, both locally and globally.
Sure, there are bad theater goers and bad drivers. But, can that surpass having a great dinner with SeedySaxon in NYC, or seeing a dear friend on her birthday, or just spending a day watching Arrested Development in bed with the BF, or having a living room full of great friends?
I got it good. Just remind me of that on Monday ...
1 Comments:
I needed this too. Things really are pretty good.
No daughter of MINE would ever kick your seat by the way. Not after just having flown six hours with a 10 year old doing just that to me. Good times.
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