The ugliest of the snifficulties I’ve been fending off have appeared to retreat since yesterday, and I’m actually beginning to feel a little like myself again. You might ask, ‘Really? That bad?’, but only if you wish to be mean.
So, the official voting period for the 2012 Watty Awards has finished, which, considering it’s now 2013, was a very apt decision that they should be applauded for. Now comes the waiting to find out if A Touch of Poison has won, and I’m hoping the wait isn’t a long one. I find I’m really looking forward to the results, mostly because things have been kind of going my way lately, and I’m on a bit of a roll this week.
I got some lovely emails and several comments I hadn’t been expecting, and they helped my spirits quite a bit as I sat there coughing in my new computer chair. Then, out of the blue, I learned that I’d won a completely different contest on Wattpad, and would be receiving a signed copy of Vincent Lam’s book “The Headmaster’s Wager” in the mail shortly. Way cool … I’ll have to post a review of it once I’ve checked it out.
And so, feeling good, I decided to look through some of my old bookmarks in my browser, and noticed one marked ‘Rayban’. Seeing it reminded me of the fact that the days were getting longer, and I’d likely need a better pair of sunglasses than the ones I’m using at present, my old pair of Rayban having been partially destroyed in the Great Gravitational Miscalculation of last Thanksgiving. So, I went to the site … and discovered they had discontinued that particular model entirely, and were sold out of their remaining stock. For me to actually be *disappointed* over the prospect of *not* being allowed to pay $160 for a pair of sunglasses, well, it probably says something about how much I liked my old pair.
Sighing, I closed my browser window, happened upon an idea, quickly re-opened it and did a quick search on ebay. A quick search of some no-reserve auctions, a bit of lightning-fast bidding, and I now have *two* authentic pairs of gently used Rayban sunglasses being shipped to me. Total cost – about $10, including shipping.
So now, if you’ll pardon me a few moments, I think it’s time for me to go buy a few lotto tickets.
Life can sometimes kick the ever-loving crap out of you, but if you hang in there a while, it can also pat you on the head and say ‘I was just messin’ with ya. Here, have a little something nice – it’s on me.’
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