Earlier today, while I was groggily peeing and thinking of the million things I needed to do, I noticed that the bathroom floor really needed mopping. This about made me flip out, you see; I have to work, go to the gym, go to my kid’s activities with her, plan two dates of activities for our science and art clubs, work on my novel, and prepare a few more activities for our homeschool group; where was I going to have the chance to actually fill the mop bucket, let alone use a mop?
“Please let the cleaning fairy come and clean my bathroom floor,” I begged while brushing my teeth. Lo and behold, later in the day, the stupid toilet overflowed for the first time in years, and my husband not only went in to fix it but he also mopped the floor because—well, because he pretty much had to, because there was potty water all over the place.
The moral of the story is if you wish for something hard enough, the Universe will bring it to you!
No, it’s really just that you can make lemons—in this case, a malfunctioning toilet—into lemonade!
Sigh. Okay, just be grateful for sheer dumb luck once in a while…