Sara from Mum Turned Mom gave bloggers a new prompt for this week and it was a quote:
Calvin: You know, Hobbes,
some days even my lucky rocket ship underpants don’t help.
-Bill Watterson, Calvin and Hobbes
First of all I should admit that though I’d heard the names Calvin and Hobbes I had no idea who or what they were except that maybe it was a cartoon! Thank heavens for Google!
I suspected I was going to find a boy and his dog or a boy and his cat but it turned out I found a boy and his stuffed tiger…genius!
You can even buy The Complete Calvin & Hobbes. Who knew? Not me!
But, anyway, I’m going slightly off-topic now as I wanted to write about luck.
Maybe it’s because I don’t own a pair of rocket ship underpants but, a lot of days it feels as though luck really isn’t on my side.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m always on the right side of “there’s always someone else worse off”, but, I’m not one of those people you could ever refer to as born lucky!
For instance, today at work, a friend wandered over and asked how my ailments were…
I told her I was a bit better but still waiting for my “urgent” hospital appointment…within a few minutes a customer was telling us about a family member being diagnosed with cancer.
Certainly puts things in perspective.
So, yes I’m unlucky that most days I feel tired and poorly but, I’m lucky it’s nothing more serious.
I have a roof over my head but only Stella to share it with…I love our home but can’t help wondering if it wouldn’t feel more like home if my disastrous marriage or subsequent relationships had worked out for the best.
I earn a living…with the family business which means more pros than cons but I can’t help wondering if I hadn’t been bullied and overwhelmed with anxiety at school I couldn’t have carved out a career doing something I love instead of boring numbers. Some would say that’s down to me being weak rather than unlucky I suppose!
I am lucky in that this blog is finally starting to garner interest and I’m offered products for review and an occasional sponsored post…this means I can have some dealings with HMRC with earnings (though tiny) from words and pictures which is what I would have wished for if things had been different. Having said that it’s also quite down to luck whether you ever get to speak to the right person at HMRC or spend less than an hour in hold waiting on the ‘phone for them!
Do you feel lucky? Well…do you?!