Wednesday, 24 February 2010

Life happens…

…when you least expect it don’t it? I was at work early this morning – way too early to actually start working but enough time to read through the fine print of my latest book contract – my alter ego Penn Halligan is going quite nicely thank you – when my phone rang. Like who would think I would answer that early? Anyway, it was Maverick. I enjoy hearing from him. He’s funny, sweet, quite aggravating and bordering on odd at times – but don’t tell him I said so. Anyway he told me something that made my spirits hit the floor. Something that I had been looking forward to was not going to happen. I was stoic in that well-for-fuck-sake-thank-you-very-much-life-for-screwing-with-me way.

At the end of the call, I resolved to pull up my big girl panties and deal with it. Hell, it’s not like I haven’t been disappointed before. So, I swore some, contemplated getting a third cup of coffee and tried valiantly to talk myself out of denying every request made to me that day. You want X? No. Y? Piss off. Z? You have to be kidding me. You know – rational stuff like that designed to make me feel better. Anyway ten minutes later Maverick rings back and tells me his latest plan and I want to kiss him. It’s perfect.

Life – it’s all swings and roundabouts ain’t it?
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Sandra Cox said...

I love that picture! And I'm extremely glad things worked out.