I do stupid things. I ignore a mitten that should have been finished a million years ago because the thought of picking up those thumb stitches is just too much for my fragile psyche. I forget to clean the cat box. I send the car payment late enough that even I can't come up with a good excuse when the bank calls. (they no longer believe me when I say I have a chronic condition that causes me to break out in hives when I come into contact with stamp adhesive) I blithely go about my days as if there are no consequences. If the car needs an oil change, I'll get to it when I get to it. If the leftovers in the fridge have been there long enough to develop emotions and the ability to share them, I'll just consider them new friends. It will all work out. What could possibly go wrong?
But karma always gets you in the end. Any of the aforementioned things could have caught its attention. Each is worthy of a little bit of the smiting. I have a sneaking suspicion that it might have been something else though.
I think it could possibly be that it is a bad thing to torment your snowbound friends and family on Facebook with the fact that all the snow has melted where you are. It might be the sort of action that gets you into trouble later. It will seem funny at the time, granted. But a bad thing will happen. There are rules to the universe and one of them is this:
Taunting frozen relations will lead to snowstorms during your school vacation week.
There's nothing I can do about it now. What's done is done and I offer up my heartfelt apologies to all involved as well as to my fellow Mainers who must now suffer for my mistake. It isn't nearly enough, I know. But it's all I can do. For what it's worth, I'm chilly and didn't get nearly enough half-priced, left-over Valentine's Day candy to see me through an extended weather event. I'll probably run out and be left with naught but canned vegetables.
And I've learned my lesson. Truly I have! As I checked the weather report this morning and realized that the snow was coming, I did what little I could to make it right with karma. I picked up that mitten and promptly started the thumb. It felt good to do the right thing.
Of course, I didn't finish it. I just did three rows. But they were heartfelt rows and fairly dripping with contrition. I think karma will be OK with that...