Lucky Me

Tara writes in her blog every day, doesn't seem like that big of a chore, but I can't always remember to take the trash out on Mondays so who am I to say what is easy to keep up or not.

I am not going to try the 365 thing, more like a 300 thing, maybe a 250. I promise more content though, more bang for your buck. Go big or go home right? 

I decided to title my blog "One Lucky Guy" because I can't help but look at myself that way. I am pretty darn lucky. 

I needed to find a job, I got hired at the first one that I interviewed for. Yeah, I am good at interviews, but I can't ignore the low probability of that happening, especially considering the current job market. Now Tara will say that it isn't just luck, that I have dealt with a lot of shitty luck to accompany my positive outlook, that it is almost unfounded considering some of the circumstances. 

I get laid off a lot, I find jobs that are supposed to kick ass which then proceed to only kick my ass. I find stuff I am really good at but the pay is terrible, I find things that I enjoy that I can't afford to do. But... I landed where I am, on my two feet with the potential of making real money for a change rather than the imaginary money or pretend money or just the promise of money. 

My luck isn't just about work, I get to spend life with the best person in the whole world. Not everyone would agree with me, she is high maintenance, moody, difficult, stubborn, and perfect for me. She isn't perfect for everyone, which is fine with me, since she only belongs to me. I never really thought that I would have someone like that, someone that complimented me, someone that didn't demand sacrifices or compromises or acceptance at every turn. It is effortless, I simply feel how I always wanted to feel and I magically receive everything that I wanted in return, it isn't a bad deal. 

I give back what I can. I don't complain about picking up dog poop, I take out the trash when I remember, I give her scratches to make her fall asleep every  night even if that means staying awake no matter how tired I am, and I genuinely don't care about any sacrifices that I have to make in order to make her smile. 

Now I just need to find a way to be thinner... baby steps I guess. 

Lets see if I do this again tomorrow, that is a baby step too.