The Turn
Birthday Week Gone Wild
I am moving to Charleston, SC today. Well, tomorrow.
My girlfriend has had panic attacks all week. The dog ate a tennis ball and required $4,000 surgery. I had a somewhat ok margarita last night after hauling a few metric tons of furniture and stuff to a storage unit.
I hired two dudes to help.
One smoked a vape the size of a VHS tape the entire time. He told me about crashing motorcycles, EDM music, and kayak fishing in the ocean. Dude was basically a highlight reel of bad decisions and good stories.
The other guy showed up wearing slides and didn’t say a word for three hours. Tall, lanky, red-headed.
The slides looked three sizes too big.
“You always wear slides to move furniture?” I asked.
“Yes,” he replied in a toneless voice.
“Nice,” I smiled, trying to build rapport so he wouldn’t break all my stuff.
He turned and looked at me and said, “I just can’t walk backwards in them.”
Interesting.
Look at us becoming best friends.
One guy couldn’t stop talking about living dangerously. The other just did the hard thing without saying a word. Honestly, between the two of them, I had everything I needed to get through the week.
This has been a rough week. The roughest week in about three years. A missed flight. Delayed flights. Girlfriend fights. Panic attacks. Losing money. The dog. The surgery. The storage unit. Toronto airport from 8am to 7pm going nowhere.
My birthday. Eh.
The universe really f*cked with me this week.
So I have been trying to find ‘The Turn.’
The Turn is something that happens that is GOOD.
It’s a concept where I tell myself to start looking for something good to happen, big or tiny, to break the flow of shitty things. Once I can find something good, I can start stacking more good things until the week TURNS.
Once my manic mind starts noticing the good things, it can’t stop hunting for more good things. The stacking of shitty things slowly shifts to the stacking of good things.
It’s like betting on black or red in Roulette. Always bet the color that’s hitting. When it flips, bet that one. Note to reader: I am terrible at gambling.
I am basically trying to reverse the idea that when it rains it pours.
to...
When it’s sunny, it’s real sunny.
Here is what The Turn looks like in practice:
Got a $50 gift card from work for my birthday BOOM!
My girlfriend bought me banana balloons. Banana balloons. If you know, you know. BOOM!
American Airlines gave me a $20 voucher for holding me hostage in Toronto from 8am to 7pm BOOM!
Everything fit in the storage unit BOOM!
When the universe is throwing hell at you, start looking for THE TURN and then focus like a maniac on noticing the good things happening to you, around you, for you, with you.
If we make it to Charleston tomorrow, I am getting two scoops of ice cream from a fancy ice cream shop and celebrating my birthday to put this week to bed on a positive note.
Let the good things roll!
Trey
Also, got any recomendations for Charleston, SC? I’ve never been. Literally.