Perspective

So, at the end of an exhausting day full of rants... I can go to sleep having just eaten two fortune cookies that read:

"You are domestically inclined and will be happily married."

and
"Good news from afar will bring a welcome visitor."

As I sit here, in my double-heat-intensifying skylighted attic, directly in front of my fan, those two quotes make me laugh and realize that while I may read them differently tomorrow, it was enough to make me crack a smile now. See, the Blue Angels are in town for Sea-fair weekend. It's exciting and a real rush watching them. Seldom seeing them through the hills and trees, but hearing them break sound barriers and sometimes feeling their afterburner rumble, I jolt my head to the sky, only to be blinded by the sun as the Angels are long gone. They are incredibly awesome and talented. Admittedly, they have grown on me. As a spectator, I figured the bulk of society would watch with anticipation of a horrific incident. Giving up the too cool for school attitude, my perspectives changed to hope of safety and admiration and even a little day dreaming of being a fighter pilot. However, it is also incredibly frustrating finally having something to do only to be delayed by interstate bridge closures so the Blue Angels may practice for this weekends show that I'll most likely not be able to attend. Perspective? 45 minutes to go 4 miles. No exaggeration required. The job? While glad to have it, I'm still learning the ins and outs of a design team who lapse in communicating from time to time. Patience wears thin on such toasty, muggy days as today. I faired well though through buckets of sweat. It's crazy to me that one would spend $200,000 on a Ferrari but not put air conditioning in their home. The commute home was just as horrendous with an accident on I520 westbound (my direction) as well as eastbound. When I got cut off from an extended/articulated metro bus that was blocking 5 lanes and an intersection, I pulled into Qdoba for a quiet, air conditioned mexican dinner. A friend called. We talked about the challenges of my day. and the joys of hers. A nano-micronic split fraction of a second later, she asks if I could let her dog out... and feed it... and add water to the food... and... She has two children, apparently unavailable. And after sharing with me the great time she had on a boat watching the Blue Angels, she was going directly to an art walk and didn't have time to... Well. You get the drift. Of course there is more things that happened today. But... the fortunes changed my perspective of the "world hates me" to "there is hope that your wife is on her way, perhaps from a far off land, and she will appreciate your handy man skills, like your cooking and be so pleased to have finally bumped into you after traveling the world."

Oh oh! I just had to go and eat one more cookie...

"There will be true and sincere friendship between you both."

What could it mean???
(other than I should stop eating fortune cookies before bedtime...)