Went to work and it was a half day I coulda split to the rest of the week.
Took my son to the doctor last week thinking he was sick and got a negative test for strep. Back today…it’s strep! (At least it’s not Covid. Thank God.)
I had a dental appointment that did not go as planned.
But you know what? Even on a bad day I have good things to look at.
I could not have a job.
I could not have insurance to help take care of my families medical needs.
We could be completely screwed.
But we aren’t.
The thing about the bad days is that there are always good days to look ahead to. They can’t all be the best day ever because then there’d never be a best day ever.
That would be a bland and boring life indeed.
You’d not know true joy. You wouldn’t build any character. No experience.
And without experience, no wisdom.
So here’s to better days.
That’s it. That’s the post.