Little Victories

It's no secret that my life is erratic. I start jobs, then quit after a few weeks. I write plays, and some of them get staged while others remain untouched. I could be in California on Monday and Holland on Thursday. And nothing is ever routine, easy, or predictable.

Some of us enjoying living outside of the box.

Not knowing what will come next evokes a smile from some, a cringe from others. I know that when certain people tell me they admire my lifestyle, they're really saying, "Fool, get it together before you turn 40." Others are more direct. "Don't you want to live on your own, get a stable job, settle down, have children?" 

Well, sure I do. I think. Okay, who knows? It's not the worst thing to be single, poor, unemployed and childless...as long as you're happy, right?
And I'm happy. Most of the time. But is anyone really happy all the time? I'll bet even Mary Poppins would pop a Xanax if given the chance. Maybe that's she even got her name.

Sometimes, you just have to force happiness. And I've found the best way to do that is by striving for the little victories. This week, I had many:

Helped Mom enjoy Mother's Day

Scored Book of Mormon tickets for next month
Got a press release for my next show, Acts of Love, posted on BroadwayWorld
Had a really great job interview
Got involved with an exciting new writing program for cancer patients and survivors

Big deal, right? But to those who ask me, "how do you handle a life that's not predictable?" I say, "what have you done that's not?" And I'll smile, telling myself that I've just earned another little victory.