Seven days ago, I perceived a really bad day at work. And I reacted. It is rare for me to shout and cuss, but I was loud, and I know several choice words and a few gestures, and all were used several times. God heard me. (He) was meant to. The day progressed. By work end, I had learned new techniques (I had tried diligently twenty years ago to figure out how to solve this issue). I had spent months (part time) at that task, back then. On this day, I learned this new stuff, in two hours. This new knowledge reduced my morning workload (good). So now, I can do Niki's morning process without schedule conflict (good). I can stay awake longer into the night (good). My day flows better, all the way through. My work flows more easily, with stronger result. The schedule-stress associated with 'Victorious' is completely gone (gooder). Before that day ended, I saw that those morning events were a blessing. Multiple important problems were solved simultaniously. Much in life is better. And only because I was reacting to that prior 'bad' stuff, that seems necessary in retrospect. I would have been proud of myself if I had expected this goodness at the start, and hadn't believed those early events were actually 'bad'. I smile remembering all those 'f's'. And there was one other time (only one) when I did expect good effects from crap events, but I didn't see it this day. I am grateful for those hurtful early-day events that caused this blessing to come to me. Thank you all.