I had a milestone birthday over the weekend...and I almost spent it in the hospital.
I planned a celebration dinner at a local restaurant on the Hudson River and ordered a whipped cream cannoli cake from an amazing bakery. On my way to drop the cake off at the restaurant, a car came speeding down a side street and almost hit me.
I slammed on my brakes and the cake box went flying off the front seat and onto the car floor. When I arrived at the restaurant, I didn’t want to open the box. I told the mgr what happened and said, "I have no idea if it got slammed, but do what you can. I don’t need more stress."
When I arrived for my dinner party later, I asked the mgr, “So, how bad is it?” He said, “It's not good.” As you can see from the pic, it *wasn't* good. I said, “Leave it as is, it will be great.” And it was.
MORALS OF THE STORY:
> Don't strive for perfection. Always do your best, but sometimes good enough is good enough.
> Great stories can be better than great plans.
> Looking good is not as important as BEING good.
> You never know when a fleeting moment with a total stranger can impact your life.
> You can have your cake [smashed] and eat it too. :)
Got any other good morals to add to this story?