Hey, it could be worse


Brian Golden

Sometimes it’s easy to get caught up in our day-to-day, personal struggles and lose sight of how good we really have it hereabouts. Think about it for minute, as I sit here writing this blog, rescuers are most likely still hard at work in Christchurch, New Zealand, hoping beyond hope to discover even one more survivor following Tuesday’s devastating earthquake. And then there’s the recent turmoil in the Middle East, which seems to be escalating at an ever-increasing pace, again, even as I write this.

It’s enough to make me want to sit back and take a closer look at my life, I can tell you that much. Compared to the rest of the world, at least for right now, my troubles don’t seem all that bad.

In fact, besides this nasty little cold I came down with on Wednesday, things are looking up. In the past week I managed to book a handful of musical gigs, which are always fun, I’ve amassed nearly twenty pages of notes for the mix-down of the Master Thieves’ debut album and hey, the sun has been shining (at least a little bit) and the ice is finally melting.

That’s not to say our area’s lovely winter weather has finally gone for good, but anything is better than those sub-freezing temperatures and (of course) the ice which accompanies them.

Now I just need to clean my apartment.

Don’t ask me why, but I can never seem to summon the energy, at least during the week, to really give my little apartment the “full treatment”. It’s not like the place is a total wreck, it’s simply “lived in” at this point. Sure, I’ll admit I have some dishes (just a few) that I could easily wash up, the carpet is due for a vacuum and I can’t tell you the last time I cleaned the fridge or microwave, but these are the kinds of activities I typically save for the weekend. Unfortunately, I wasn’t here last weekend.

Which means that tonight, prior to my 6:30 p.m. acoustic performance, I guess I’ll bite the bullet, so to speak, and spend an hour or two cleaning up the place. And while it’s certainly not my favorite thing to do, a quick look at the global news is a sobering reminder that, around here, we could have it a whole lot worse. With that said, my prayers go out to those suffering in both the Middle East and New Zealand.