The thing of it is this: various forces have been aligning in the past week for the express purpose of disrupting my comfortable little life. Now, I'm not normally a religious man. That's why I attend a UCC congregational church - no religion required there. But, if I were a religious man, I would say that God is sending me a message.
Either that, or he's just completely screwing with me for His own amusement. Or, as we would say in the UCC, The Creator is completely screwing with me for The Creator's own amusement.
Inclusive language is pretty cumbersome. Forgive me if I haven't included you. It not that I don't like you. It's just that I think you're a moron.
The final straw really was when God sent his prophet, DaveyH, attorney at law, out of the blue last Friday. Now, DaveyH is my oldest friend on earth. I've known him since 5th grade, though he claims to have known me since 4th. Apparently, I made a bigger impression upon him at age 9 than he did upon me. No surprise there, as I've always had quite a personality on me.
Old DaveyH has been living in Germany for the last two years doing an ex-pat thing for the company that gainfully employs me. He works there too, but as a lawyer. Yet on Thursday, he's IMing me to say he'll be in town for lunch on Friday. We have lunch. I learn about how he's moving to North Carolina and isn't sure if he'll have a job when he gets there, but he's doing it anyways because it's the best thing for his wife and fambly.
Now, to you folks this may seem mundane. But to me it was very clearly a message from God.
What have I done to deserve this?