It comes in cycles – I’ve decided that this is true about all aspects of life. From work to love to money – well, I’m either riding high or struggling to stay afloat. And it’s the inconsistency that gets ya.

“They” say that good (and bad) things happen in threes. I don’t know how much I agree with this; but then again, “They” also say that “When it Rains, it Pours.” Most of us can attest to emerging from a relationship-free drought to find a few willing suitors actively seeking your attention, and in the same light, my workload, my bank account, even (to some extent) my outlook in life tends to cycle between manageable, tolerable and optimistic (respectively) to overwhelming, underwhelming (in terms of funds) and a bit down in the dumps. Yet for the first time, the pattern of “Good” vs “Not-so Good” doesn’t seem to be holding true across all groups. Which both surprises and excites me.

Think about it. When your job is going poorly, when you’re broke as can be, and – to add insult to injury – the only men in your life are named “Ben” and “Jerry” – well, it’s easy to develop a negative take on everything. Using the somewhat metaphysical theory that you actually create your own reality (that your positive thoughts bring about positive actions, and vice versa), this could explain why your car breaks down when you can’t afford it and when you need it the most or that the dry spell seemingly turns into an arid desert. Conversely, when even one of these arenas is going well, it seems to put a spring in your step, and suddenly your dwindling finances and over-worked nature really don’t seem to matter that much anymore.

So even at the end of a long day, when your email has been down and people have been bugging you to finish something that you really, really are trying to do as fast as you can and you can imagine your banker just looking at your account, shaking his/her head in misery over your recent irresponsible purchases and you don’t get home until after 8pm and realize that the only thing you have for dinner is some yellow rice, an unexpected delivery of Jewelry* and a call from a cute boy can make it all better.

Though – to be honest – the boy, more than the jewelry.

* No, I’m not engaged. Yes, it’s a wedding-esque ring, but it’s from my Great Aunt and while I LOVE it, it won’t be taking permanent residence on the fourth finger of my left hand anytime soon. But, Oh! How fun it is to wear….