I believe in Karma, I truly do, and to show you that I'm not self conscious,
AT ALL, I'm going to tell you a little story...about me...
and WHY I believe in Karma
In the year of our Lord 2012 in the Month of May, I went to the softball fields to watch my dear husband, KT, play. Whilst rounding the bases during said baseball game, KT fell quite hard TWICE. After ascertaining that his injuries were not serious, life threatening or otherwise incapacitating, I teased him. I mean, I am a loving wife but I tease him unmercifully! I teased him about his age and possibly needing a walker if he kept THAT kind of base running up.
Once upon a time two weeks later, I was walking to the main office at work. You see I work in a school, I work in the High School Office, and was taking a leisurely trip to the Main Office to make a transfer of paperwork. On this particular bright, sunny day as I opened the door and crossed the thresh hold into the lovely office, I biffed it. When I say I biffed it, I biffed it good and hard! My shoe caught in the mat by the door, and I went down like a tree. BOOM! UMPH! People jumped up to see if I was okay, but I was faster. It was like I was in a movie that beloved day, I jumped up and said "I'm okay!" with my hands thrown in the air. I was trying to be comedic, I guess, though my pride was a little wounded. You see there were parents standing in the office, the main office secretary and of course our Administrator was in her office having a meeting with three other people, as well. I think I provided that day's entertainment. And to prove to you that I can laugh at my own expense, I am retelling this lovely tale, with pictures of my experience with KARMA. She's a mean one, that Karma...
**No one was injured in the production of this blog post,
except for a small scrape on my arm and my bruised ego.
Well, and KT's scabby knee, but this one is about me**
Well, and KT's scabby knee, but this one is about me**
Yikes! That sounds like a tough fall. Especially tough on your pride. I don't trip and fall so much. But I loose things. All the time. It's so annoying. My spare set of car keys has been missing for TWO YEARS! But I refuse to give up. Because once I pay for a new set to be made the old set will turn up. That's how my Karma works. =(
ReplyDeletehahaa! better to laugh about it than cry! maybe it was divine justice...
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you aren't hurt! It's mortifying to trip and fall in front of other people. It's a good thing you have a sense of humor; it makes life a lot happier. :)
ReplyDeleteKarma will get you every time. I'm glad you can laugh at it now and that neither you nor your husband were hurt in your falls. Thanks for sharing your fun stories.
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Love it that you can laugh! It is the best medicine afterall. I really loved your questions and thoughts about the homeless today. thanks girl!
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