All Good Things Must Come To A Start.
Jeff
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Previously, on Go Do A TEST!! . . .
. . . T1 feels like crap. . . . . WHO’S PLAYING DOCTOR? . . . . . enough valuta to buy two and a half months of Netflix . . . . . really brought the axe down . . . . . look slightly more like a junkie . . . . . plunked down my seven bucks and headed back to the hotel . . . . . numbers that would win a batting title . . . . . put my scalp back together with six staples . . . . . enough political scandals to go around.
No news is bad news, bad news is good news, and good news is bad news. If you can follow that logic, you understand why almost every news program on television has to frighten you with impending doom in order to succeed. I’ve been writing about enough “bad,” lately, and decided it’s time to focus on some good for a change. It’ll be like washing the car (I hope NancyTW didn’t hear that.)
Last night, I couldn’t help thinking about good things. Game 1 of the World Series was on in Boston. Our street was re-paved earlier in the day to look like new. My old Autolet is still going strong. Colleen linked me to a nice video of Fall in New England. There’s a great sandwich shop just a stone’s throw from here. Our OC friend Mollie and her sister have been selected for a most impressive honor. An old friend is back in touch after 30-odd years. A competent and friendly nurse practitioner provided me 
with some effective relief from my symptoms of late. The car insurance company sent a rate reduction check. NancyTW returned home safely from a business trip, and made a delicious pumpkin bread.
Years ago, there were signs I looked for to indicate that good things were happening: Red Auerbach lighting his cigar. Larry Bird staring up at Bobby Orr’s retired #4 banner in the Boston Garden rafters. Today, a newer tradition is “Sweet Caroline” in the eighth at Fenway. It may not mean certain victory, but it definitely means Fenway.
Incredibly, as I am writing this very piece, positive word just now arrived 
regarding an issue concerning my right to treat my diabetes in a place of public accommodation. Film at eleven (or maybe a post sometime in the distant future.)
When good things happen, no matter how small, I’m trying not to take them for granted so much anymore, trying to enjoy, appreciate, and celebrate them, instead.
Oh, and that sandwich shop I mentioned? It’s called Sweet Caroline’s, and I’m headed there right now.
Reader Comments (5)
Jeff,
I am so glad there are so many things going well in your life. That is truly a blessing.
Donna -- There are usually good things going on all around me. I just don't always make a point of noticing them. Gotta work on that a bit.
Well, we're up 2 - 0 in the World freakin' Series. Things are looking great right now.
And I got a package of chocolates and HobNobs and Jaffa Cakes and Barry's Tea from a friend in Ireland, so I am sitting pretty. And hiding them from my kids.
Your endo sounds like a real piece of work. Jeez.
EVERYBODY! QUICK!! Over to MB's house, RIGHT NOW. There's HobNobs and Jaffa Cakes!!!!
Jeff, thank you for this post. I really loved reading it. I sure do appreciate you sharing some of the good stuff from your daily life--all that little stuff that is easy to take for granted...it reminds me to look around and soak it up and enjoy it, too.