I have decided to try to list things I am happy about every morning when I wake up. This is, I hope, going to offset my frustration at such "grrr" occurrences as the fact that I was supposed to be able to transfer $200 from our house account ($20 of said money already earmarked for a specific charitable organization) for my trip to New York today, due to my having sacrificed my Mad Money not once but twice to cover the mortgage.
And do we hear three times? Sold.
Fate, the people of Darfur just got hosed out of $20, thanks to your efforts.
Sigh.
Things I Am Happy About:
- I still get to make my trip to New York.
- My mother, who is the light of my life and I don't know what I would do without her, is going too, and I love spending time with her.
- Not only did she, without thinking, insist that I go, she insisted that she would pay for everything.
- She also offered to hand me some cash, surreptitiously, so my friends that we're meeting wouldn't see how destitute I am.
- Oh! We're meeting new friends. That's a good thing. They're all blogfriends, except one, but I know her from her podcast, so it's almost the same thing.
- We get to see one of my Real Life friends this morning. She was supposed to come with us, but she's not feeling well.
- She still insisted on dropping us off and picking us up at the station, and having breakfast with us before we go.
- My mother is going, and I don't have to worry about getting lost, because she has the innate sense of direction that I seem to have been born completely without.
- My jeans fit. And not too snugly, either. Fit fit.
- My hair is kind of cute. Not sure how it will hold up in New York humidity, but still. Cute.
- I smell really good.
- I'm not the one stuck in Connecticut babysitting my father whilst everyone else is having a good time. No, that'd be my husband.
- I feel a lot worse about that than I ought to under the circumstances, but I am consoled by the fact that Fate (okay, Fate, I'll give you propers for this one) stepped in and made sure my mother was there to rescue me.
- We're going to have French food in a fancy-schmancy bistro-ish place in the Village.
- Did I mention my jeans fit?
- I have a roof over my head still, and a home to come back to. We're probably going to see a lot of people without any of that, in New York.
- I have painkillers if my knees start getting really bad whilst walking around.
- We're going to one of the most interesting places in the United States, and we don't have to get on an airplane or show a passport to get there.
- We're going to one of the most interesting places in the United States, and I might even have enough mental dexterity to write about it and convey what it was like, after I get home.
- If I order a sandwich, it will come with cornichons. I love cornichons.
You are probably not going to believe this, but that worked amazingly well. I feel pretty damned awesome.
I mean, I totally forgot to be upset about the fact that it's raining.
Okay, I mentioned it here, just now, but I will offset it by sharing how much amusement I derived from the fact that, whilst I was taking my morning vitamins, I dropped a B-12 down the front of my cleavage and had to fish it out. Also to thank Fate for not letting that happen in public. So, rock.
Time to put on some makeup and start getting my good day on.