Perhaps my euphoria is caused by two nights of almost no sleep, but all I can think of is how wonderful life is right now. Everything is just great.
I’ve had three different game articles this week and next, I sold my first non-game article to a magazine. My “real” job is boring but relaxed and I get to telecommute most of the time.
I may not be as thin as I’d like, but I’m healthy and in good physical shape.
I can’t wait until this November when we go to Disneyworld. I’m even looking forward to the long drive.
My family is healthy. I have a new niece or nephew on the way in a few months. My nephew is talking now and my niece is sitting up on her own.
My husband is a marvelous person, and our eight years of marriage are the best years of my life.
We have plenty of friends who enjoy many of the same hobbies as us, including D&D, Magic, computer games, painting miniatures and paintball.
We have an XBox and I just bought another controller and I’m getting a racing wheel in sometime soon.
Good for you. I have to admit, it is a little boring to hear someone so happy, but it’s definitely a nice change. Congratulations.
I’m happy also, come to think of it. I met a very interesting woman who finds me also interesting this weekend (there is no extra credit for pointing out that this may mean she’s deranged), I had a great interview for a job I REALLY want last week, and a friend of mine has, without any prompting from me, decided to quit drinking, which I’d been hoping she’d do. All of this makes me very, very happy.
Congratulations on realizing and accepting your happiness! And thanks for sharing it with us!
Congratulations on your good fortunes, jackelope and best wishes to your friend. And auntie em, you know that chocolate overrides everything I posted. Curse you!
I also forgot that I ordered a bunch of dice off an eBay auction that I have coming in the mail soon, maybe today. Dice and an XBox controller. What a wonderful thing to have waiting for me when I get home.
I’ve also been getting sick of hearing people make excuses for themselves.