May the blessings of October 7th be upon you all!
I don’t know what it is, but October 7th is always a great day. If you don’t have good October 7ths, it is because you have somehow angered the October 7th god, and should remedy this situation as quickly as possible. [I believe that I have maintained its good favor by proclaiming its awesomeness yearly.]
I arrived to work this morning to find out that my building was handing out autumn treats. I knew this was happening and wasn’t too excited, because these treats are usually taffy apples and I don’t care to eat taffle apples [they are too messy]. But lo and behold, today they are not handing out taffy apples, but cookies! Huzzah! I grabbed my cookie and took a short survey about the public transportation I use to get to and from work. [There will be a drawing where one survey participant will win $100!]
Then I get upstairs, breakfast and cookie in tow, to see the Marketing department is passing out t-shirts and mini globe beach balls to everyone. Score again! And tomorrow is a jeans day! Indeed, another score.
Today is also the first day in almost two weeks that I have not had a headache. Does the power of October 7th know no bounds?
After work I am going with my almost-husband to his store for boardgame night. I fully expect to win whatever game we play, unless of course there is another player there who has more October 7th favor than I do, but I really don’t see how that’s possible. I’ve been proclaiming the wonder that is October 7th long before fifth graders have been alive, assuming they aren’t stupid and held back a year or two. That’s a damn good chunk of time.