life is good

I Can’t Believe It

on June 27, 2009

It’s over. I think I’m a little dazed and going into shock. Three and a half years of my life have been dedicated to obtaining my Bachelors degree. I’ve taken my last final, turned in all the reports and papers, and I’m done. *blinks* It’s really over. I mean, I knew it would end someday, but it still feels unreal.

In December of 2005, I had a new apartment I couldn’t afford, a temporary job that didn’t pay the bills, and a truck out for repossession. I had no presents for Christmas and no idea where I’d get the money to make the two trips I was required to make from Virginia to Tennessee. With everything falling apart, I somehow made the decision to go back to college. I decided to sign up for online classes when I didn’t even own a computer.

The difference from then until now is astronomical. A change in mindset, in lifestyle, in circumstances. A change in direction, in friendships, in goals. I feel accomplished and lucky, liberated and rejuvenated, happy and perplexed. What do I do now? Luckily, I have an answer. I’m going to write a book. Hopefully, it won’t take three and a half years.

I think this is the first time in my life I’ve felt like I accomplished something real. Okay, it’s not exactly the same as giving birth, but that feels more like a biological magic trick for which I was just along for the ride. Either way, I have my greatest treasure to thank for both. She made both experiences better for having played a part.

Something told me NOT to buy the TV…

on April 23, 2008

Turns out, it was my truck. Yes, my truck knew. It knew that I was going to need that money for something else. Namely, a transmission.

My truck has been acting up since last fall. And I did have it looked at right away. I trusted that the mechanics knew what they were doing. Further proof that I am much too trusting.

So, on my trip to Pittsburgh this weekend, the truck decided it had been long enough. She was good enough to get me there and back, which knowing what I know now tells me she really loves me. But right now she is sitting in some garage having her transmission rebuilt.

I have determined that I am involuntarily restoring my vehicle to it’s original condition. She’s only eight years old so I’m pretty sure this won’t get me into any fancy car shows, but by the time I’m finished, I’m going to have a brand new vehicle…one part at a time.

So far I’ve put on new tires, new brakes, new batteries (yes, that’s plural), and a new alternator. Can’t forget the new radio, that’s important too. Now, you might think this is me complaining, but I’m not. I was lucky to find this truck when I did. I was desperate, driving a vehicle in dire need of expensive repairs, and was running out of time on my pre-approved loan.

You’re probably asking yourself, what is the point of this blog? Well, I’ll tell you. Five years ago, I would have seen all of this as the universe conspiring against me. I would have cried and wailed and sworn I had nothing but bad luck and I could never get a step ahead.

But not anymore. Now I know this is just part of life. Things break. Things wear out. And life is expensive at times. That’s just the way things go. My truck will be good as new in a few days, which means I don’t have to worry about it leaving me stranded 500 miles away from home, and I have a rental car so I’m not stuck without a way around. My life hasn’t even been interrupted.

So I suggest to you, attitude is everything. I am living proof that positive thinking works. I say this all the time and I’ll say it again – If you expect bad things to happen, bad things will happen. BUT – If you expect good things, they *will* come your way. My life is not perfect, but I’m happier, more secure, and better adjusted than I have ever been. To me, that’s all the proof I need.

Have you managed to keep the negativity at bay? Do you blame things on bad luck? Or do you roll with the punches and keep that positive attitude through thick and thin? If not, I promise you the slightest change in attitude can make a huge difference.

PS: That picture above is of my little rental car. It’s even the same color. It’s a Dodge Caliber and I would never buy one, but Kiddo just loves it. I have to admit, it’s nice to be able to put groceries in the back instead of in the truck bed.