One happiness inducing thing

If not actually ironic at least amusingly incongruous

In some ways it shouldn’t be a surprise that the Phillies dropped game one of the NLDS. They break hearts almost as often as the Cubs.

What is worth noting with amusement is that they managed to clinch their division for the first time in over a decade in the same year the club hit the 10,000 losses mark.

This is why I love baseball.

Sometimes it’s a win-win kinda day

Despite being nearly too tired to breathe there are two big things from today:

I managed to implement online the design I drew on paper for work Friday without resorting to <shudder> tables for layout. A few tweaks and it will be ready to go (once someone provides the content that is; I don’t make this shit up.)
My mother got a job today, one she wants, one that will pay her more money than the job she hated and left over a year ago. Happy for her: meaningful work and having cash flow do wonders for your outlook. Happy for me: I can stop paying half her mortgage every month.

Now if it would only rain…

Random = Happy?

Random things have been making me happy lately:

Taking an impossible task at work and turning it into a workable design (now, to implement!)
A doe grazing on the shoulder near the treeline on the drive through Rock Creek Park on the way home Friday night.
Good hummus.
Realizing that I have core strength and that maybe, just maybe, I can access the parts of myself I thought were closed off to me for good.
And, yes, mounds of blueberries (Jim is right: they work in ice cream too)

Out of cheese error; redo from start

For the first time in a long time I’ve had that nagging feeling that I’d rather be at home writing than at work. As uncomfortable as it is, this is a good thing.
Being “not fired” even though I screwed up at work.
White, puffy clouds high in a bright blue sky.
Root beer with no added caffeine.

These are the things that are making me happy today.

Knowledge doesn’t always come in obvious ways. Good damn thing, too, or life would be a simple as television makes it seem with every problem, quandry, or situation resolved in 22:33 (or 43:44 for your “hour” show) and just what fun would that be?

I have a problem with risk taking. This isn’t much of a secret to anyone who actually knows me (hell, I’ve confessed it within these pages) but I’ve come to realize recently that avoiding failure in certain areas of my life by not trying is in reality a type of failure itself. And it’s a type of failure with which I am no longer comfortable. It may not seem much of a revelation but it surprised me when it appeared there on the page this morning.

And while I’m not entirely sure that this revelation falls under the heading of “one happiness inducing thing” it pleases me somehow to include it with the following:

Starting to get a sense of wholeness
That the workouts are showing progress (Angela Bassett arms here I come!)
Craig Ferguson Saturday night at the Warner Theater for an hour’s worth of laughs
Finally getting a good night’s sleep
Realizing that the blueberry muffins not turning out quite the way I planned isn’t “failure” but “an excuse to bake more muffins”