I really hate feeling good.
Everything was going right.
My doctor took me in 15 minutes early since there was a no show. My ride to pick me up shows up 15 minutes early, ironically I finished 15 minutes early.
I went to McDonald's to buy a fillet o fish, although almost 3x's more money than the dollar sandwiches of chicken or burgers, I decided I wanted to treat myself. There was no line, they did not give me a hard time when I asked them to double toast the bun in lieu of steaming it. There was nobody else in line. 5 minutes into eating my sandwich the line is 20 deep. Great timing or what?
On top of everything, good news form the doctor!
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The Jewish soul in me is always suspicious when things go well. For some reason I really hate feeling good. I am always afraid of what will happen next? Many times it's the calm before the storm? I am hoping to somehow break this theory, hoax or whatever it's called.
This past year I have had my fare share of setbacks, and G-d knows we have all weathered our portion of storms.
Well, so far so good! As my friend Sam Clemens would say, "Woot, Woot!'
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