This week has had two Mondays. I polled a small sampling of the population (two people) and both agreed with me. Monday was Monday, and then Tuesday was Monday, but meaner.
I spent two hours of Tues-Mon-day morning working with a content
management system that refused to apply or save my changes. It was a new system to me, so I kept thinking I must be doing something wrong. I checked the tutorials, the help resources. Nope. It’s a pretty simple system, as I thought. It just didn’t work. Later I tried it on a different computer and found the problem: it’s an
anti-Firefox system. Since I run
Linux and use
Firefox exclusively that doesn’t work well for me.
Tues-Mon-day continued with a friend being sick and stranded; solving that problem gave me an hour and a half in the car. Then the babies were not wanting to nap and Joe was busy at work so I couldn’t whine.
I have a paper taped to my bathroom mirror which I cut out of a magazine. This is what it says:
If you own just one Bible, you are abundantly blessed. One-third of all the world does not have access to even one.
If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.
If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.
If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death, you are more blessed than three billion people in the world.
If your parents are still married and alive, you are very rare, even in the United States.
If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace, you are among the top eight percent of the world’s wealthy.
If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof over your head, and a place to sleep, you are richer than seventy-five percent of this world.
The only requisite that excludes me is having parents still married and alive. Despite the Tues-Mon-day, I’m doing okay. Brilliant, even.
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