I don't think of myself as an optimist. More of a realist. I don't think everything happens for a reason. I think life is chaotic and random and our job is to make the most of what we're given. But I do think we have a choice no matter what: to play victims of fate or to own our lives. Guess which I think is more satisfying?
In that spirit, Teresa and I did our Edmonton is the New Egypt adventure. Now, the Edmonton Journal has picked up the story, so our
Since the cancellation, I've been straining to come up with ways to look on the bright side. Here's a few:
- Fame and fortune ... well, fame ... well, we were featured in the newspaper.
- Double the anticipation!
- More time to finish my taxes before April 30.
- I now have a dry run of packing under my belt and won't forget my brush next time. I'll forget something completely new.
- I, um, probably won't need a catsitter by the end of September. (I love my cat, and I'll be crushed when he dies, but he's a thousand years old and sickly.)
- How else would I have discovered there's a camel named Hope and Valley of the Tombs in Edmonton? (Thanks Teresa!)
