The remainder of this week was supposed to be a massive celebration. Loud music playing throughout the house, me cha-cha’ing back and forth between the living room couch playing a video game (for the first time since January) and checking on my tacquitos being heated in the kitchen oven.
This Friday night was supposed to be a precursor, not only to a weekend of caviar, calamari with drinks at some chain restaurant, a rented suite at the Hilton Garden Inn. But it was also supposed to celebrate the beginning of the holiday season in which I would only work in a very light capacity, if at all. And my Christmas shopping would all be delivered to my door by next Thursday the latest – along with a used Nikon D850 and a supply of Twizzlers. My days would be spent reading, soaking up the afternoon sun, or just finishing my neglected Netflix queue.
These next two months were supposed to be blissful.
It’s not worth getting into the technicalities of it all but I fell far short of what I could have possibly made on Tuesday night’s election bet – and it all hinged on the timing of it. I got something out of the wager but I will not have the budget to slack off in these final two months of the year and get my mother the one gift I’ve been wanting to get her.
Despite it all, I do want to place some perspective on the situation. I’m blessed and I’m thankful.
With that I wish you all a good weekend and a weekend where we see that we do have precious things in life, when we really take count. And most importantly – that we wouldn’t trade them in for a passing flash of money.
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