Life's Mysteries or just my luck?

Have you ever noticed some people have all the luck while others...well...have less luck. While it is not what I would call bad luck it is more of circumstances and timing.

For instance, have you ever been excited to see a new line open up at the grocery store? They call you over to take you next..YOU..they picked you out of the line up. You think to yourself ...yeah ..but then you realize she doesn't have the key to the cash register and when she does get it, after she has called her supervisor she then has to locate a cash box because the last person didn't leave it in there. Meanwhile you stand there with a pleasant "oh well" smile on your face but inwardly fuming over the fact that 10 people in the line you were in have gone through. But what can you do but wait as you have laid all of your groceries out on the line and push your cart out of the way. Suddenly that cucumber doesn't look as important as it was when you walked in the door. Is this my bad luck or a fact of life.

I have talked to lots of people who have claimed they have been in this experience as well but if so many people have had this happen to them...where are all the lucky people? Are they becoming a dying breed..going the way of the doo doo bird?

Why do I spend all of my time finding a closer parking spot when I could have choosen one further away and been inside before I found the spot closer? Why does the dog feel compelled to wake me at 6:30am but leave my husband to sleep? Why do the pants fit perfect for the first time but then seem to shrink on the second wearing? Why does Goofy wear pants but Donald Duck does not?

Well...I spend all of my time to find a parking spot closer because with my luck and place I live, it could be raining when I comeout. Therefore, while it may be dry when I go in, I will be thankful for the ten extra minutes I spent finding the spot when I come out. Side note: This has yet to happen but at some point the odds will be on my side.

The dog wakes me up first because he knows I will feed him right away and let him out to pee while my husand will first make coffee and look around to get completely dressed before taking him out.

The fit of my pants may have something to do with the caramel flakey I felt compelled to scarf down but whose to say as I prefer to blame it on the brand. As for Donald vs Goofy...I guess somethings are meant to be a mystery.

Although I may feel like an unlucky person at times and I am sure the mysteries of my life will contemplate me for the rest of my life but I have had some luck in my life.

I won the perfect attendance draw for $1000 at one of my jobs
I have two loving parents who are still together after almost 47 years.
I have married a guy who loves me for all of my quirks and blunders; he may say otherwise...but HE is not writting the blog so my bubble remains in tact.
I have great friends who support me in all I do and rise to the adventures at hand no matter how crazy they may seem...and even buy special equipment just incase there is a next time...and above all have maintained a sense of humour throught this pesimistic society.

So I guess I will take my luck good, bad or otherwise....and maybe some day I will go looking for a doo doo bird.