Secret Agent Josephine

I almost hate posting these pictures because I just know there’s somebody in Idaho reading this who had to scrape five inches of ice off their windshield in the morning and they work in a cubicle with no windows, five feet from the bathroom that flushes loudly and stinks and they’re hating me for living at the beach and living the life of luxury. Wait that was me a few years ago, sans the ice and Idaho of course.

Anyway, yes I admit it. My life is awesome. So much better than that cubicle by the bathroom. I wish I could go back to myself then and tell the much younger me that it’s all going to work out. I’m trying to appreciate this life now and not be too much of an idiot and take it for granted. I know any day I could be stricken with cancer and the whole snowball of debt could roll over me and send me back to square one. Or maybe I’m at square one now and things are only going to get better. I don’t know what tomorrow brings. I do know that it sure is nice coming from lowly beginnings. While people around me fret about the real estate market and how they can’t afford this and that, I’m just happy that I can go to the beach every day. If I never ever become more successful than I am today, it will still be a better than I ever expected.

I hope I haven’t pissed anybody off with this thinking. I just don’t have much to say today. I’m about to leave town for a few days to attend a bible conference and see about a bazillion relatives that I haven’t seen in twenty-some years. They may or may not have wi-fi at the hotel. I’ll take my computer with me but I’m not promising any posts. So in the meantime, don’t hate me too much for living at the beach and have a really really happy holiday!