On Friday I will celebrate six months since my latest surgery, and I’m happy to report that things are going extremely well as I slowly recover from that ankle fusion. Of course there have been surprises along the way, but at the end of the day, things seem to be progressing like they should. I’m a grateful gal.
Sometimes, you find out why old adages have managed to stand the test of time. The past couple of weeks have made me completely understand why people still say, “When it rains, it pours.”
I spent the week before last camped out in the Intensive Care Unit waiting room at a hospital in Alexandria, waiting for my mom to be released. When she was released, we didn’t really have a lot of answers — leaving us feeling pretty unsettled.
I’m sure you remember the commercials Apple released over the last 10 years painting the “Mac guy” as a young, relaxed hipster with knowledge of the most up-to-date technology known to man, while the “PC guy” is seen as a stuffy, boring older gentleman showing his unwillingness to change his ways.
The commercials were meant to show consumers how much cooler and practical it was to buy a Macintosh than a personal computer. It seems to have worked.
I stuffed a fifth box today with my belongings in preparation for giving them away. It’s not that I’ve suddenly become altruistic, unless benevolence can also be defined as kindness to ones’ self. You see, I’m on a quest for what I’m sure is the most sought after thing in the world: lasting happiness.
So if I’m not donating things for magnanimity’s sake then why would I give heaps of my things away?