Happening the way they're intended
These past few days I've had quite a few, what I like to call, curlicue moments. When I was little my hair would do strange things and sprout little curlicues on my forehead. They just refused to stay in place, no matter how many times I combed or even licked them. Now when I'm feeling stressed, I nod to my cat "Don't mind me, I'm having a curlicue moment."
It started with the bathroom sink clogging up on Saturday. The plumber came out and said the liner would have to be replaced. Sunday I had a live announcer gig that was loads of fun except for one awkward moment that wasn't my fault but made me look like I'd gone off script. Monday and Tuesday were filled with sounds of the jackhammer next to my sound treated booth. I was planning to go out in the evening to get something to eat when I noticed I had a flat tire, the mother of all curlicue moments. I had a voiceover session first thing the next morning. Would I make it in time?
Then I realized the blessings I had received: how incredibly lucky I was that the flat tire happened while I was parked and not on the 405, how I was able to record spots in between the noise and get all my work done on time, the gig on Sunday was a success, there was a plumber who showed up an hour after I called and the fact that I have landlords who let me use their shower.
At 8:00am the next morning the mechanic removed a nail and a tool part, plugged the holes up, and I was on my way in 10 minutes. I was early to my session, went swimming afterwards, and came home to hug my cat.
I don't have to curse those unexpected curlicue moments anymore. I can just give thanks that they're happening in exactly the way they're intended.
Sometimes the bad things that happen in our lives put us directly on the path to the best things that will ever happen to us. ---Paul Millsap