It's been one of those weeks.
On Tuesday, the ATM machine accepted my deposit, then gave me a black screen of death - without crediting my account for over $1000 worth of checks.
On Wednesday, I broke my front doorknob, with the lock jammed in the out position so the door couldn't be shut completely.
The locksmith said I am a magician.
Then today, at a routine eye exam, I learned that I have cataracts. I hear what you are thinking: Pam, you are much too young for cataracts. Well, it turns out they are quite common in the over-40 set. Ahem.
There was a time in my life when a series of events such as this would have thrown me into a pit of despair so deep and so wide I might not climb out for days. Maybe even weeks.
But I feel positively lighthearted. Three of my Petit Fours and Hot Tamales sisters received wonderful news recently. (1) Carol Burnside got a release date (June 1st) and a beautiful cover for her forthcoming novel, "Bittersweet Obsessions." (2) Susan May sold her book about her uncle, a flight surgeon during World War II. (3) Sandra Elzie received a contract for a biography of former crack addict and prostitute Lisa Hensley. And three of my friends - Lindy Chaffin Start, Pamela Mason and Julee Johnson-Tate - launched writer blogs this week. I am beside myself with pride for these ladies' accomplishments and gratitude for their friendship.
Not to mention my own work is going well. I am flying through my novel revision; I am beginning to see light at the end of the tunnel. As a matter of fact, I can hardly wait for my agent pitch appointment next weekend.
With all this great stuff going on, how could I let a few minor mishaps get me down? I very calmly made a claim for the missing checks with my bank (spending a total of less than an hour on hold), got the door knob repaired (for half the amount I was originally quoted), and bought a glamorous pair of sunglasses (polarized lenses, with both UVA and UVB protection) hoping to slow the progress of the cataracts.
Then I went to Shenanigans and let Jody have her way with me. Again.
The new and improved 'do
How has your week been?