Cautiously optimistic

A very wise boss introduced me to the idea of being “cautiously optimistic.” It’s a good thing, in general, because it encourages you to think positively while still maintaining a modicum of realism. This is, apparently, the best mode of attack in the field of medical publishing.

At the time, I tended to be Realistic to the point of depression, rather like Eeyore on a sedative. I got over it (thank goodness), but it wouldn’t have been possible without cautious optimism. How else could you say, “well, hopefully it will turn out fine, but I’m still preparing in case we have a crisis.”


Things I have been cautiously optimistic about in the past few weeks:

• The 54” TV will fit in my mother’s minivan
• I will be able to afford to go to Europe this year
• The cute star lights from Ikea are around here somewhere
• My weed whacker will turn up
• I can figure out how to pick strawberries
• Black Smurfs will not invade my kitchen, wreaking havoc on my domestic tranquility
• I will find my plane tickets before I have to go to Tempe.

Preparations I have made in case of downturns:

• Not needing a 54” television
• Pricing creme brulee torches
• Cleaning the closet
• Making e-reservations in case I lose the paper tickets