Lucky One

Some days are a little different in one regard or another. This was one of those. First of all, I decided that a haircut was necessary. I usually get in a state where it’s absolutely as perfect as it’s going to get on one day, somewhere around week 3 of the cut, and then the next day, it’s suddenly so shaggy, it’s unbearable. That day was the day before my first date last Saturday.

 

So, my salon closed and I had the agonizing selection of a new stylist to make. I prayed I would get it right the first time. I did it in my normal methodical, scientific research specific way….okay, I didn’t. I pulled up the Internet and saw which place was closest to the house who could see me IMMEDIATELY. I lucked out. What a difference there is between my usual $15 haircut and a $50 haircut…at least in the ambience, care, quality and skill of the $50 place. Otherwise I liked the $15 haircut. Not only was the stylist’s name cool—Lydia—she was pleasant and knew exactly what I wanted when even I was finding the words difficult. Anyway, I was planning on a 15 minute haircut because that would give me plenty of time to get home so Viv could drop her junk off before her seminar (Hotel Hahn is open for business). But, good haircuts, it seems, take time. Who knew?

 

So, half an hour later, with a mildly irritated Viv in the driveway, I arrived home. We chatted for a few minutes before my boss, who had apparently enjoyed a few cocktails at his conference said he was mad at me. I was floored. What had I done? Okay, I made reservations on the Internet today at work, but jeez. How did he find out? Was NSA monitoring me at work and reporting to him directly? He called to say he was irritated he was required to speak on my behalf with more than one cocktail in him. Then he told me to check my e-mail where I found I had won company award (along with four other individuals in our company, and one team). For once, I was speechless.

 

But, I’ve gathered up the wherewithal to say this: I am about as fortunate a person as lives today. I have a great boss, a great team to work with, a great job, fabulous children, friends and other loved ones whom have no peer, and though I’ll never be wealthy, my life could be no richer.

 

Happiness may be defined as good fortune joined to virtue, or a independence, or as a life that is both agreeable and secure.

~ Aristotle

 Published on: Jun 23, 2006