Things we do well

Sometimes we don't take the time to notice how nice some predictable things can be. After a long day, I headed out into the darker-than-last-week 6 PM route to the beach (where I'll through late Saturday afternoon.) I decided to follow the Google directions from my office to Pawley's Island (yes, Gashwin, I'm using the term "Google", as in "the well-known website Google.com," correctly.)

Sadly, Google didn't take into account the construction on 521 (or on Gervais and in Five Points!), and I got here just over 3 1/2 hours after leaving work at the Asylum. (For Izzy, yes, I did stop for Mac & Cheese & a V8 for dinner.) I was pretty tired when I checked in.

Arriving in my room, and putting things away, I stopped to realize how grateful I was for the predictability of a clean, well-lighted, well-appointed room, with soap, towels, a comfortable bed & couch, fridge, micro, etc. All four wheels on the luggage cart worked at the same time. The cable is working, the cell phone has great reception, the coffee was really good, and the temperature is comfortable. The WiFi is acting up, but even there I knew that I'd be easily able to find a dial-up number to check email, etc.

It's incredibly mundane, and absolutely remarkable. We Americans do "predictable" well. Nothing against adventures, but it's good to be thankful for the everyday, as well.