I used to watch TV. Now I watch sports, DVDs & movies streamed to my Roku player. Actually, my daughter has taken control of the Roku so she can watch Dr. Who episodes streamed from Netflix. And I haven't watched any DVDs at home in weeks - blogging has absorbed nearly all of my "spare time."
So about the only thing I watch on TV lately is hockey or baseball games while I'm writing a post. I ask you - is this any way to live?
Perhaps it's all for the best. Since I never have any time to watch TV, there's no need for me to be disappointed that I'm not going to be able to upgrade my set as I had hoped. I defy anybody to plow through eight grand quite as quickly as the Middle-Aged Woman and me! As I frequently say: Everybody's got to be good at something.
I really do need to pay some bills and balance the checking account tomorrow. It may make me feel better.
When I think about the Wings advancing to the Western Conference finals, I feel better.
When I think about sleeping in tomorrow, I feel better.
And I felt better when I read this quote in my planner on Thursday:
If I had started this post with that quote, perhaps I could have avoided some of the whining above.
Happiness is always a by-product...But it is not something that can be demanded from life, and if you are not happy you had better stop worrying about it and see what treasures you can pluck from your own brand of unhappiness.
I felt worse when I was told Wednesday that a letter had been mailed to my house (which I had not received) inviting me to an Appreciation Dinner tonight - where I was to be a guest of honor. The reason I felt worse was because I already have plans to meet friends for dinner tomorrow night and will not be able to attend the dinner intended (in part) to honor me.
But I felt a little better when I arrived home and found that the letter had been delivered - just that day. I felt better because it seems reasonable to expect that, if you're going to be invited to a dinner where you'll be honored, you would get more than 3 days notice. I tend to (at least attempt to) plan my life more than 3 days in advance.
Well, if nothing else, this little ramble gives you an idea where Jim Styro's head it at today. I get a good night's sleep tonight at that glass'll be 3/4 full again tomorrow, you watch.
I felt better when I decided to cut myself some slack - and not record an audio version of this post tonight. [I'm not sure it is of sufficient quality to deserve creation of an audio version - but that could be argued about plenty of stuff I already have recorded.]
I feel worse when I realize that: I'm so anal, I'll probably go back and record an audio version of this poist in the near future just to be a completist.
I feel better when I think that I can probably do a much better post tomorrow. Hope you'll drop in then.
* I love that fact that all the wittiest, insightful guys all seem to be from Canada: Davies, Rick Mercer, Capt. Dumbass. Clearly, I will need to relocate if I am going to make the Big Time.