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I just realized it’s been a week since I posted on this blog. It’s not that I don’t want to post, it’s that I’ve been very, very busy at work. We’re about three business days from our holiday shutdown (the boss doesn’t want to work over Christmas and is kind enough to give us all a week’s paid vacation to make it happen) so we’re kind of scrambling to get everything sorted out… especially considering that our clients seem to be scrambling to spend any pesky budget surpluses before the end of the year.

There are, I suppose, worse problems to have.

In fact, when I look at the current state of my life, my problems don’t seem to be that bad at all. Right now my major worries are the state of the winter roads during my morning commute, buying The Wife™ the perfect Christmas present, and clearing the backlog of paperwork before Friday. Compared to a lot of people I know, I’m amazingly fortunate.

That hasn’t always been the case, of course. I’ve had my hard times. I’ve had times in my life when it felt like Fate was just letting me get enough breath back from the last blow so that it would be funnier when the next one came in, but right now things are good — quiet, of course — but good.

It makes me a little paranoid, actually. Every once in a while I sort of tense up, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Even writing this quick blog post feels like I’m tempting the universe to prove me wrong. I touch wood a lot. It’s superstition, but I suppose it speaks to the kind of life I’ve led where being too happy seems like tempting fate.

Still, if my biggest problem is a mild existential dread then I’m ahead of the game. I’ll almost certainly be too busy for a proper blog post the rest of the week, but as of 13:00 this Friday I’ll be off until the New Year, so likely that’s when I’ll have the time to get some opinions in.

In the meantime, here’s a picture of my dog with snow on her nose.
Kara wants in

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