Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Paying The Piper

There is always a price for not paying attention to the karmic balance. I forget that sometimes and always to my sorrow.

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...



Mel said...

Well, I for one will go on record as saying that I'm quite pleased about the weather. I was getting quite tired of all that brown grass.

On the other hand, it was nice to be able to dry clothes on the line the other day, seeing as our dryer apparently wants to self-immolate.

PICAdrienne said...

You have done the part you are not fond of now. You have picked them up and done three rows. You have the fortitude to finish them off and weave in all of those pesky ends. You can do it!

BTW, it has been awhile since pictures have appeared featuring BFK and AGK (she gets first billing, as she is the older sister.)

Donna Lee said...

I am not at all sorry that the snow is bypassing us and making a beeline for you all. There's something wrong with the world when we here in southern new jersey have 3 feet of frozen precipitation on the ground and you have grass showing.

I never thought I'd say this, but I don't want anymore snow!

trek said...

Three rounds? You think to appease Mother Nature with a measly three dozen stitches?!

If you really want to show the forces of weather the depths of your abject contrition, you will immediately cast on for a dishcloth, with sleeves.

That ought to do it.

trek said...

Um, Number Guy concurs and adds, "None of those namby-pamby flat dishcloths, either!"

Kath said...

It is my fear of upsetting the karmic balance that has prevented me from sharing the sudden change in my local weather with any of my internet friends. (Way too many of you live far to the north and east of me!) That and the possibility that y'all might send a lynch mob....

Anonymous said...

I didn't realize that all your snow had melted. We still have feet of snow on the ground. Therefore, you deserve whatever smiting the cosmos deems necessary. It's only fair.

=Tamar said...

I don't want to interrupt your thumb-knitting - you're going to need those mittens, after all - but you are not alone in the karma. Certain north-dwellers I know said they wanted to go snowshoeing. (And whose bright idea is it to play "Let It Sn*w" on the radio all December every year?)

Cursing Mama said...

Pardon my English, buy you Sheepie are SCREWED in the snow karma department.

my word verification is POINTLES

I believe that is quite a statement.