Life lessons

Apr 10, 2007 00:02

I spent much of my Easter afternoon in front of the tv watching an America's Next Top Model marathon. One of the challenges for these girls was to film a commercial, do a photo shoot, and be a spokesmodel for Secret Platinum deodorant. Part of the deal was that the girls had to end their spiel with their own secrets:
"What's my secret? I'm afraid of the dark and sleep with a nightlight"
"What's my secret? I eat ice cream in bed"
"What's my secret? I tell myself I'm beautiful, every day"

My version:
"What's my secret? I just paid a horrendous amount of library late fines."

It could have been worse.

I'm turning my thesis in to my committee tomorrow. This will give them just over two weeks to read my 76 pages of FANTASTIC prose. Is this two weeks later than I originally planned to give them the final draft? Yes.

It could be worse.

My car broke down on Saturday. A big breakdown, costing several hundred bucks to repair. I was less than a mile from home, my phone wasn't quite dead, and it wasn't quite dark. I was an hour and a half late to the gallery opening I was supposed to work.

It could have been worse.

I find myself saying that a lot these days. Is that an acceptable means of motivation and/or rationalization?
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