Skip to main content

Karma Karma C'mon

I feel like I'm in need of some sort of karmic balancing. Things are a bit topsy turvy this week - and not in my favor (at least not at first glance.)

At the beginning of the week I went to the ATM and left my card in the slot to be eaten up by the machine. That very same day I lost my keys and was stuck searching every inch of the falls for an hour before they were located again. Yesterday I left my keys in Old Navy and got pegged in the shin during my softball game. That's a lot of haphazardness for one week.

The first time I lost my keys in CVS it was definitely a payback for my laziness. I walked into the store, grabbed a basket to put my stuff in. Threw my keys in the basket and then choose some cereal bars, which I then threw in the basket on top of the keys. After walking around I decided the CVS prices were too high for the things I needed and I was being lazy not making my way to Marcs. So I ditched the basket in the aisle, keys and all (though I didn't know it at the time), and went back to work.

Come five there were no keys and I had no clue. I went into CVS one time and the girl at the counter couldn't be bothered to leave her soup to look around - so she said they were not there. I went to giant eagle...back to the office...called the police station to see if they had been turned in...then followed a hunch and went back to CVS. I looked on every shelf and then went back to the counter where, right in front of Soup Girl, I asked the man at the counter about the keys. He turned around and found them. So that was karma. I was too lazy to put the cereal bars back on the shelf and return the basket to where it belonged...Soup Girl was too lazy to look for my keys for me. I get that.

As far as the long list of other mishaps...I really need to figure out where I've shifted my karma negative...and right my wrong.

Of course I could think to msyelf...I lost my keys to avoid a car accident. Got hit in the leg so I would get out of the game in time to save myself a head injury or something worse. So, I guess it's all perspective.

But right now I'm feeling a little beat up. Still smiling, but beat up.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Sending hugs to you! And good karma ;)
Welcome to our Shoot Out gang - I am SO excited that you want to join - I know that you will have some fantastic contributions!
court said…
It always seems when it rains it pours.

Popular posts from this blog

Friday Shootouts - Power (Zest for Life)

I took power to mean "zest for life". And this is where I get mine. Hanging out with people that know what it means to be alive and have fun. Drinking tea, receiving inspirational quotes, and photography. Reading as much as I possibly can. And good old sunshine when we are blessed enough to see it!

Friday Shootout - Outdoor Food

Outdoor Happy Hour at one of Cleveland's treasures - The Great Lakes Brewing Company. We made it up there for Christmas in July to sample the Year's First public Christmas Ale on tap. It's dark, delicious and in this season 8% alcohol by content - or so that's what we were told anyways. Needless to say by the middle of my third I was feeling pretty "good". Enjoy a night of eating outdoors with me in Cleveland.

Check Yes or No

I personally haven't been on the receiving end of a "yes or no" letter written on three hole punched lined paper for many many years. Well, until yesterday. Please have a look at what the 13 or 15 year old (he wasn't sure when questioned by the cops about his age or year of birth) spanish speaking neighbor of ours was leaving in the door when Maura stopped him and asked him to hand it over. This all happened at 10 pm. Needless to say we sent our response in the form of a police officer to his home. The boy explained to the officers that the letter was just a mix up. He had one in his hand for his girlfriend and then one for us that was going to be asking us to join him at chuch (which happened to be what he told Maura the letter was about when he handed it over to her.) Very common mistake...sex proposition and church. Especially from a 13/15 year old. So had we not sent the cops over I guess he was coming back to see what the response was. If he had been a bit o...