There is something in the James Clear email I like.  While in one sense it is seemingly not terribly profound, in another I reckon it is profound in its simplicity.
"A good life is one in which things do not go perfectly, but you find a way to have a good day regardless."
It seems to me so easy to get caught up in wishful thinking and to forget that there are things about that can make life difficult – like cancers and accidents and feeling blah and twisting the ankle and growing old.  These things are out there, and a fact of life.
To me they are par for the course.  I do all I can to avoid things, but unfortunately what I do, is, at times, not enough.  There are things which in the ordinary progress of life, are out to get me.
I had a rash which I reckon would have got me.  It was spreading.  I went to hospital with it and it took a specialist to diagnose it and recommend treatment.  It disappeared but absolutely needed intervention.
I definitely believe in miracles.  Yet a miracle by its very definition is a cessation of the natural order and replacing it with what is welcome but contrary to nature.  I totally believe in setting myself up to receiving a miracle and have experienced it, but sometimes I can do all I know to do yet things do not work out how I would like.
It is at that point I reckon I have a choice.  Wallow and say, “woe is me,” or get on with making the best of the way things are.  I do not necessarily like the way things are, but my dislike does not change things.
In many circumstances it seems to me I can change my attitude.  For me prayer breaks the loop.  Of course I will endeavour to change a bad situation, but it is really all about what I will do when I have changed all I can and the external circumstances remain unchanged. 
It is that I reckon James Clear talks about when he says, “have a good day regardless."
I am not a Pollyanna, but I do know that despite the way things might be I have heaps to look forward to.  My suffering is unpleasant but it is really momentary compared to eternity.

Ok, I admit I had not thought about it much but yesterday turned out quiet a bit different than I imagined it would.  I was set for a quiet day.  That was the sort of day I had the day before.  I have been basically keeping a low profile as I was not feeling as well as I can.  Though I do think I figured out why.
Anyway Thursday I have off and start the day having breaky with a mate at 8am.  We did that and as usual I enjoyed chatting with him and we ranged far and wide in our discussions.
Just in passing we talked about what else we had planned and he was doing some shopping, and I mentioned how I wanted to look at the cost of some stones Merril and I needed to collect and lay.
Next thing he was saying he had a trailer and would collect me to pick up the stones.  I thought that was great and we agreed he would come to our pace shortly and get me.
I went home and Merril was mowing the lawn.  I find it virtually impossible to see Merril working and not to do something.  I ended up blowing the paths, removing a dead tree and putting green waste in the green bin.  It is chockers now.
My mate arrived and assessed the path we were building and determined the amount we were getting was the right amount. (I am so glad we did not get more as what we got was way more than needed.)
Getting the stones was easy and we unloaded them at home and put them where they were going.
He then left to do his shopping which is wife had said she would join him in doing.
I can’t believe what a God send he was.  I spent time spreading the stones and setting up the place the way I wanted it.  I then had a rest and continued working on the place in the afternoon.  It was determined more potting mix was needed for the plants we were putting into pots.  More was got and all of it was used.  Another lot is needed.
As I say I did not expect to be doing as much yesterday but it really was a case of “strike while the iron is hot.”

There appears to be no sugar coating of the meaning of the word my finger fell on in the dictionary. 
“Trounce.”  Ok, the Oxford English Dictionary said it had seven meanings, two of which were obsolete.  But when I went to find those meanings, it wanted me to pay at that point.  I sorta lost interest in pursuing that line at that point.  It had told me its fist use was in the mid-1500s.  That was confirmed elsewhere.
Merriam-Webster gave some synonyms of trounce.  I was keen to see what it said because one source said to trounce was to defeat.  Well yes  but that is not strong enough.  Marriam-Websters word annihilate seems closer to what I imagine trounce to mean.  It also lists synonyms like rout, drub and thrash.  I really like that it lists “clobber” as a synonym.
I have trouble with overwhelm.  I mean no one ever says they are whelmed.  Only overwhelmed.  I don’t get it.
I remember getting trounced at squash.  I was playing in an age division and I had to play this guy that was way good.  So good really he was a shot to win the open category.  To play in that he had to beat me in 10 minutes so he could play the game in the open competition scheduled at the same time.  He beat me comfortably in the time needed.  Did he win the Open competition?  I don’t know and don’t care really.
As a team we were trounced by cricketers from another city.  It was a friendly and we went down to play them.  We just could not get them out.  Their first six players (I think it was) retired at 30.  We were trounced.
I do not really have examples of me trouncing others as it is not the way I do it.  I try to keep things interesting for us both.  If I know I can overwhelm another then I play not to lose and they have to win.
When I can I also like to give another a head start.  I used to do this playing someone at table tennis.  They would start on 7 and it was the first to reach 11.  They felt they were a chance, and I had to work.
In matters of life and death I like to and will trounce.  Trouncing to me leaves no doubt as to the result.  For me in things that matter doubt is unwelcome.