Today, I had my annual check-up. Except, I’ve only been once before, so annual is a strong word to use here.
Up until now, I’d stuck my tongue out at the doctor, not for the doctor. Well-checks, exams, and preventative medicine were for other people, not for me.
But forty isn’t young. It isn’t old, but old isn’t impossible anymore, and older vehicles need more maintenance. So, when I got home, I ate spinach for lunch – lots of spinach.
Later, I was digging around in my car console when I came across this slip of paper from a fortune cookie:
Apparently, this comes from Cynthia Copeland’s book, Really Important Stuff My Kids Have Taught Me. I can’t speak to the rest of the book; I just read the fortune cookie, but it’s Confucius-wise.
It’s time to eat the spinach. But what they don’t tell you, is that by the time you need it, you might actually like it. How fortunate.
Photo of can by Sam Kim, cropped