A New Addiction...

So, SERIOUSLY. This blogging thing is becoming my new addiction.

I think it's the writer in me. I now look strangely forward to the morning hours with my coffee and quiet time. Putting work on hold for just a few more minutes. And penning my thoughts for no one other than myself. It's satisfying. I can't explain it, but clearly, I'm not the only one to find the experience so...intrinsically rich. Otherwise, blogs wouldn't be exploding all over the globe, now would they?

Two thoughts to start the day: (1) people -- on average -- are miserable, and (2) I have the best job in the world. Let me elaborate:

I drove to work today and paid close attention -- for some weird reason -- to all the cranky-ass people with whom I am blessed enough to share roadspace. Here is what I observed:

• One woman who looked like she hadn't slept in 9 years, hair a fright, rolling her eyeballs with the same source of venom that compelled her to round the corner on two screeching wheels...
• One vexed minority youth who looked like he planned to run over me or anything else foolish enough to pull out in front of him (I wisely let him pass before exiting my cul-de-sac)...
• One selfish person who didn't know that YIELD signs actually mean to...well...yield. (Wait, there's so many MORE than ONE of these people in this city. This was just from this morning's commute.)
• One annoyed father/husband driving an SUV full of family members who looked like he was ready to step out of his vehicle and educate the driver who didn't understand "YIELD."
• One brash young lady who decided her black BMW had the right to tailgate my a** all the way to work. Yeah, that's right. She works here! I stalked her in the parking lot. I think she was afraid. Lucky for her, I had my blog and coffee waiting for me, or girlfriend would have gone.down.!
• It occurred to me that the vast majority of drivers today are not experiencing Road Rage, per se. They are experiencing General Malcontent. Life Rage. As in, "my life sucks and I don't know how to fix it." It made me feel sorry for them. And grateful that--MOST days--I don't fall into this category. (Emphasis on the word "most." Muah!)

I have the best job in the world. Best team. Best management. Best physical environment. Best tools and resources to do my work. Best flexibility and work/life support. Best salary and benefits. God rocks! I totally credit Him for all the blessings He continually showers upon me and my family through my amazing career. I stop to think about all the people who are so much more qualified than I am...and who are struggling to even keep a steady paycheck in this economy. And I fall on my knees and thank God we are not in this situation. I pray we never are. Seriously. It's amazing. I mean, we're definitely not rich. But we have so much, comparatively speaking. Not just things. But relationships...health...peace. The things that make families whole and complete.

And when occasional stressors do threaten to interfere, there's always a glass or two of Yellow Tail to make it all disappear into a vapory cloud.

Happy Tuesday, Angry People of the World. I raise my glass in salute. May you find your own Yellow Tail...and soon.