Pink (and white) champagne

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Probably indulging in a little too much of it ... having finished the worst of my degree and having spent the afternoon planning out each month of the next year or so ... plus doing all the pre-op stuff for my final surgery and hoping my disease stays quiet for the next while ... I'm in a strange place tonight.

Nothing turns out as you plan. Is that true? Or does it? Have you proceeded along a planned, predictable road and had things go as you expected? Some of my relatives and acquaintances seem to have trodden that road. I missed the on-ramp for that one. But did it work out for you?

Or do things jump up and slap you in the face and turn you in a different direction? Do you find that, just as you think you've figured out your life, calamity turns everything upside down?

Does calamity mean that good things come out of bad? Is change always good?

Nothing is predictable here. This afternoon I did a consult in which I was 'the expert'; in the next hour I was called FAT not once but several times by a surgical resident during my pre-op appointment (my BMI is 24 - not perfect, but I have lost 7 lb during the past week and am heading toward a goal BMI of 18). And this weekend I'm heading to Columbus, OH (!) on a road trip with three quirky men, to qualify to write the new exam, under the new federal regs, for DOT medical examiner. It promises to be a quirky weekend. I do hope it will be.

For tonight I'm drinking pink (and white) champagne and taking a Zen approach to life. Grateful and prepared for the quirky. But ... do you plan your life? Does calamity cause good things to happen? Are road trips a good thing?