The yin/yang of it all

Ever had one of those days? The kind that start out where you think you're just staring trouble right in the face and that it can only go downhill from there? A day that begins with a late start, a grumbling "best friend", a dead bird in your trunk -- a beautiful Blue Jay at that -- and quickly escalates to a flat tire all in the span of about 20 minutes? That was mine.

As the day goes along, you forget to send an important fax, draft a particular email, return a 2-day-old voice mail, read a government requested report complete with recommendations you knew were needed a decade ago ... and, oh ya: pay the car dealer over 600 bucks.

Sigh.

But, then they're the folks that balance it all out ... the yin, the yang: the good-guy tow truck operator ... the colleague who picks you up and drops you off at the office ... the fellow "Packinators" who you share your lunch with ... the service guy at the car dealer who gets your car washed.

Sigh.

RIP, little guy.

Sorry it couldn't have been a little more dignified.