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September 23, 2013 / Karen R Adams

happily ever after today

Once upon a time there was this woman.  We’ll call her Karen.  Karen was crazy in love with her job.  She just adored the people she met, was fascinated all the time by the puzzles she tried to solve, the things she learned, and the gifts she got.  Oh sure, there were some parts of her work she found harder to do than others (bookkeeping comes to mind), but really, the job was just great.  In fact it was so great, she’d held this job longer than any other in her life, and didn’t see that changing for a long, long time.

Karen also got to live in the home of her dreams.  It was big, and beautiful and full of character.  (Kind of like Karen, actually.)  Her home was on the top floor of a building in the exact center of her town, and she enjoyed watching things happen out her window.  It was all hers, which just suited her down to the ground.  In fact, there was little she liked better than coming home after a great day at work, and just enjoying … all of it.

Karen also was a mother and a grandmother, a daughter and a sister, and she wouldn’t call those jobs at all.  More like opportunities to be deeply involved in the lives of people she loved, and who loved her, and loved sharing their joys and triumphs – and sometimes hurts and sorrows – with her.

In fact, Karen’s life was pretty darn good, and she enjoyed working hard at it to make it so.

One day, though, something happened that, well, disturbed the perfection.  It wasn’t a big thing, really, not like a war or a tempest.  But she could have really gone a little crazy about the event and it’s repercussions if she had been the kind of person who did that.  (She once was that kind of person, and you all know how easy it is to slip back into old ways.)

Karen was very dependent on her computer for all sorts of things, and one Friday morning, she knocked over her cup of coffee, right. on. to. the. computer!  All 12 ounces of coffee, right on to the keyboard!  I’m not even going to repeat what she had to say about that, but if the computer died, she would lose years of work and family photos and just all kinds of pieces of her life that were stored on that precious machine.

She took steps to save it, then had to wait 24 hours, and go to work.  Through roundabout ways, her uber geek friend (we’ll call him Jed) offered to help resuscitate her machine.  On his first pass, he told her the computer was toast (deep trauma), but that he might be able to take her hard drive and access it through another machine (cautious, scarey optimism).

Karen worked another day, trying hard to a) not weep and wail over the (possible?) loss of her data; b) recognize that she had intended to get a new computer, just not now, but she could, and getting a new computer is exciting ,,, as long as the data was saved; and c) find a way to, if not feel good about this event, at least accept it and feel better (think ‘new computer;!).

Well there were several ups and downs – could he save it? would she have to reconstruct everything?? her taxes???, until finally Jed showed her HE HAD MANAGED TO SAVE IT ALL!  Hooray!  Jed was her hero!

Then Jed advised her on her next computer – which she really needed to get pronto, and she moaned and groaned because it was more than she wanted to spend.  But she could afford it, just, so she went over the river and through the woods to Staples…

…where she found they had EXACTLY WHAT SHE NEEDED AT A LOWER PRICE!

Well, Karen was so happy, she danced in the aisle, and blew kisses to the nice young salesman and told him she loved him, whereupon he gave her a hug and asked if she’d bring him food (giggle).

Karen packed up her new computer and flew back to her friend Jed so that he could restore all her data.  Hooray again!  Karen was so relieved – and just a tad overstimulated – that she went right home and took a nap.

Actually, she didn’t do that.  What she did do was realize that this hadn’t been nearly as traumatic as it might have been years ago because she had chosen to feel hopeful optimism rather than anger, frustration, despair.  She kept trying to find things that would feel better, because she really hated when she felt all those churning, yucky, feelings.  Why they just drained her of all her energy, and made her unhappy, and she didn’t like that at all.

And it all turned out right in the end (big, big Hooray!).  She’s working out a great barter with her hero for all his hard work, and she’s going to make some of her famous lasagna for that lovely boy at Staples.

And that, my friends, is what living happily ever after today is all about.


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  1. Bethany / Sep 24 2013 6:33 am

    I love this Karen!

    • Karen R Adams / Sep 24 2013 7:47 am

      thanks, Bethany! I had a lot of fun writing this one…

  2. David / Sep 24 2013 7:38 am

    Karen, I love your posts.

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