Unexpected It Is Unexpected

You know what's the best feeling? When you don't really know what you want, and then when you get something, you find out it was exactly what you wanted.

Like how moments ago, I was hungry, but couldn't figure out for what. We had Thanksgiving at my uncle's lakehouse, so we don't have any leftovers. I moped around the kitchen for a few minutes, pantry and fridge doors ajar, and finally settled on a turkey (cold-cut turkey, that is) sandwich with a little mayonnaise and Parmesan cheese sprinkled on it. I ho-hummed upstairs with my lame-looking sandwich, took a bite and realized-- what I'd wanted all along was a turkey sandwich with Parmesan cheese. Delicious.

Or like a couple of weeks back, when I wanted to watch a movie and couldn't pick one out. I crouched before my racks of DVDs, head cocked, reading each title silently and dismissing it in turn. Sighing, I decided on Stranger Than Fiction, which I'd seen in theaters, then bought on DVD when it was on sale one day and never watched. I wasn't in the mood for it, but then, I wasn't in the mood for any of my numerous movies. But once I popped the disc in the player, I was entranced. Will Ferrell, the delightful graphics the movie utilizes, the Spoon soundtrack-- and he brings her flours [sic]! It was the perfect choice to keep me enthralled and pull me out of the funk I'd been in when I'd set about to choose a movie.

And now my delicious, singularly appropriate turkey sandwich is finished. And, essentially, so is this blog entry. And I don't know what I want to do now. And nothing is jumping out at me. But whatever I choose, I hope it turns out to be exactly what I wanted.