Chapter 25
Friday, March 30, 2007
  just an old sweet song/keeps Georgia on my mind
I had a bad week. There, I said it. I had a bad week. I'm a prisoner in my own driveway. I let was supposed to take some friends to the airport the other morning and I couldn't get my car out of the driveway because my neighbor refused to answer his door after blocking me in. so they had to call a cab at the last minute.

Work is frustrating me beyond belief. I found out last week I can only work 35 hours a week with no comp time. I found out this week that I can't even compensate sick days or vacation days for the trip I was planning for in May...because those don't become active until 6 months on the job. 6 months seems a little much, for a little nonprofit with a small staff, or is that just me? So I don't know what I'm going to do there. If I just take off and they don't pay me, then fine, whatever.
I'm going home to see my family.

I miss Texas, but sometimes I wonder what it is about Texas that I miss. The people I know? The places I'm familiar with? The weather? The food? The idea?

I usually have these feeling, and these emotions, when I have a bad day--or in this case bad weeks.
But I'm trying not to grumble; I read some 1st Corinthians 10:10 last night and I suppose it put me in my place.

Although obviously not enough, if I'm still feeling these emotions. And if I'm writing this. and if not even my friends can comfort me. well, they partially can. and the partially did.

but I'm still back here now, wrapped up in all this stupid stuff.

I'm helping my landlord tile our bathroom tomorrow. I'm not particuarly looking forward to it, but then again I really don't care and I suppose it will look nicer after it is through. So I guess it's fine.
My roommate is moving out in June, and hopefully one of my friends will move in. But now I don't know, and that makes me nervous becaise then the landlord will fill it with a random person. Not cool.

well there's probably more bothering me tonight, like the current question running through my head about if God still acts like He did in the Old Testament and wipes people out for various
(albiet important) reasons. I wonder.

but enough glass half-empty crap. well, enough writing about it anyways. I'll probably still be thinking about it all for a few more days, I don't forsee these thoughts going away anytime soon. but whatever. at least the sun keeps rising. that's cool.
 
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Hang In There! You Live In The Richest Nation In The World!

By Darcy Wyatt
October 31, 2001 | Issue 37•39

Ever have "one of those days"? You know the kind: The boss is screaming, "I want it yesterday!," the kids have the flu, and your hair is sticking up on end like Don King's. Well, on those days, it's important to keep things in perspective. After all, you live in the richest, most powerful nation in the whole gosh-darn world!

You may have a run in your pantyhose, and the floor of your car may be covered with a week's worth of Styrofoam coffee cups, but you shouldn't be a frowny Frank. Keep that chin up, and remember that our country has more than 1.3 million military personnel on active duty and the most advanced weapons systems on Earth. That should turn anyone's frown upside down.

Even on a Monday—heck, even on a rainy Monday—our nation has nearly three times the purchasing power of Japan, which has the world's second largest economy. That's gotta make you smile. So hang in there!

Speaking of "Hang In There!," have you ever seen the poster with the picture of the kitten hanging from the branch? I have it on the wall of my cubicle at the insurance agency. It reminds me to keep reaching for the stars, even when I feel discouraged. Sure, life's an uphill battle. Sometimes, you want to throw your hands up and say, "I give up!" But at those moments, you owe it to yourself to give it another try.

Psst... I've got a secret remedy for a case of the blues. First, buy yourself a treat. Ice cream, flowers, a foot-massage kit—it doesn't matter what, so long as it's something you love. Then, take a look at the latest statistics from the World Health Organization. At least in your country, you don't have a one-in-three chance of being HIV-positive, like the people in some places! Did you know that AIDS will account for 44.7 percent of adult deaths in South Africa this year and is projected to account for 78.6 percent by 2010? Not in America, though! That's why, around these parts, every day is a rainbow day!

Sometimes, it feels like I can't do anything right. This morning, for example, I dropped my toast on the floor. (Guess which side it landed on.) Then, when I got to work, I realized I'd forgotten my desk keys—again! I was this close to getting seriously down on myself when I remembered something I definitely have done right in my life: I was born in the U.S.A.! Just think where I could've been born: North Korea, Estonia, Cambodia, Burkina Faso. I could be dead by now, killed by starvation, malaria, tidal wave, rebel insurgents, drought, civil war, well poisoning, a land mine... I won't bore you, but the list goes on and on!

You know that old saying, "Life begins at 40"? Well, not in Sierra Leone! The life expectancy there is 38! I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto!

Did you know that the U.S. makes up only 4 percent of the world's population, yet we have one third of its automobiles and consume one-quarter of its energy supply? Keep that in mind the next time you get passed over for that big promotion at work!

Now, I'm not saying I never complain. There are lots of things that make me mad. Like waiting in line. It drives me absolutely batty! Doesn't it seem like every time you get in line at the post office, the line you pick winds up moving half as fast as the one next to it? But if you switch to the other line, the one you'd been in suddenly starts moving! At times like that, I just close my eyes and think about our country's 3.9 million miles of paved roads, enough to circle the Earth at the equator 157 times.

Yes, whenever I need a super-duper pick-me-up, I just think about my elite status as an American citizen. That never fails to put the feather back in my cap. Sure, there's a war going on and lots of other problems, but let's keep in mind that over the past 20 years, our economy has grown at a faster rate than at any other time in our history. That means when Friday comes, it's time to celebrate with a happy-hour raspberry margarita at Applebee's! Why not? I'm from America, the wealthiest country in the entire world!
 
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