When I woke up this morning, it didn’t feel ANY different than a typical Monday morning. I didn’t want to get out of bed. I didn’t want to brush my hair. I didn’t want to put in my contacts. I didn’t want to move my body.
But I did it anyway. Just like I do every week.
And then I arrived at work and the day was suddenly filled with four-leaf clovers.
Four-Leaf Clover #1: I won a gift card! Turns out, it paid off to follower Overstock on Twitter. I won a FIFTY dollar gift card on Earth Day. I’m SOOOOO green that I deserved it. Now, who’s making fun of me for using Twitter? Ha!
Four-Leaf Clover #2: I’ve been published again*. This time, it showed up on the front page of modernanalyst.com. For those of you not working in the geeky world of IT, you might not find the article interesting, but regardless, I wrote it and I was pretty excited to hear that they liked it enough to publish it on their site: “Be Good Enough: How the Agile Process Refocuses Business Analysts on Imperfections.”
Four-Leaf Clover #3: The boss canceled two of our meetings this morning. Less meetings on Monday = happy Larrie!
Four-Leaf Clover #4: Because of the cancelation of a meeting, I could go to a presentation on site about container gardening. Maybe this year, I’ll actually get tomatoes instead of just a plant with flowers on it. Cross your fingers.
Four-Leaf Clover #5: …who knows, but the day is far from over and I’m still feeling lucky!
And on that note, while I’m waiting around for my next bit of luck, I thought you might enjoy a fun little survey about how much you just LOOOOOVE this blog. They’re fun to take, right? Totally. Enjoy!
*You mean you didn’t know that I’ve been published before? That’s too bad because it means you’re not a very good Larrie stalker. Previous publications: The Leopard (high school newspaper, of course!, where I wrote sports stories and drew the cartoon called “Leopard Tracks”); Bridges Newsletter (for a nonprofit organization, Artspace); and Kula Manu, which paid me to publish a poem called “The Adverb.” Hey, gotta start small.