Yesterday was pretty rough... until I located my feel-good pills. Today the threat of that “Duke of Earle Domino Effect” seems more remote.
Oh, there’s a lingering fear that something evil is lurking around me. But the sun is shining and I know the evil is weakened by the light, so I’m OK for now.
Tonight I plan to go to bed early, pull the blankets up over my head and try to hide from it. In my experience that doesn’t really work, but it feels good.
And I have a happier topic today!
My daughters both received some very nice financial information this week. I’ve promised that I wouldn’t go into details for fear of embarrassing someone, but whether it had to do with a bonus, a pay increase, more responsibility or more job security isn’t the only issue.
Yeah, I know, “Money talks, and B.S. walks.” I’ve heard it before. But of almost equal importance is the tremendous vote of confidence in each of them this represents. Both of them work in relatively small business with a single owner. These financial decisions were made by that owner, in each case.
They are both, obviously, perceived as very valuable to their companies. Money talks, but what it’s saying to them right now is pretty nice.
And I’m a very proud papa.
So, even though I’m about to be bankrupted by the effect that has now been named for me, maybe my daughters can support me in my soon-to-be homeless, impoverished state.
I’ll keep you informed. At least, until my desktop computer crashes and the laptop shorts out from immersion when the plumbing bursts and the house floods.