By all rights, this year should have been great. A lot of good things happened. But it seemed as if every good moment had a down side.
I paid off my station wagon early … because it broke down in April and I need it out of my driveway.
My Cubs finally won the Series … without Ryne Sandberg on the top step of the dugout.
I got paid to lead a bus tour down Route 66 to New Mexico … where I spent the final day of the tour holed up in an Albuquerque hotel room with the worst migraine I’ve had since 1986.
I bought knockoffs of an Eames Shell chair and a George Nelson Marshmallow sofa … to replace the Eero Aarnio ball chair I had to get rid of because it was contributing to chronic tension headaches.
I watched the most qualified candidate in the history of presidential politics earn her party’s nomination …
This whole year has felt like that.
Fortunately, the Grateful Dead were kind enough to write a theme song for 2016. They just didn’t know it was for 2016 at the time.
We will get by.
We will get by.
We will get by.
We will survive.
Emily
Red Fork Hippie 
I guess we just have to be grateful that there was *some* good to mitigate the bad. In the words of Detective Nick Yemana (the late great Jack Soo), “. . .at least we ain’t got locusts.”
Emily, I loved your recap of 2016 – – – ditto, ditto for me – – – we will get by, we will survive – – – Thanks for sharing your thoughts and reflections. Linda
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