Grate Expectations

This morning I played b-ball with the Saturday morning crowd. These last two weeks have been fun since I'm in "happy-to-be-here" mode. I've paid hardly a whit of attention to my stats or to who's winning the games. Just making it up and down the court has been treasure enough. It's easy to recall the days when losses, missed shots and shoddy defense grated on my nerves, leading me to do a Rasheed Wallace impression. It just goes to show what happens when expectations go unchecked, whether at home, work or on the court, sucking the joy out of a perfectly "happy-to-be-here" life. Today's bit o' wisdom, then: Do not suck!