Dear Karma, I don't know what I did...

... but whatever it is, I know I really pissed You off. Normally, I get along very well with You, I try to be very conscientious of the things I do, because I know that what goes around comes around. Apparently at some point in the last week or two, I dropped my guard. I have a feeling I know when it started for me, and You didn't take long to start delivering your reckoning. We don't need to talk about what started it, its too devastating (although, I'm forced to think of it every time I pick up my phone <sigh>). But I'll just list the reasons why I think (and hope and pray) that today was the finale, and that You will finally have finishing waging justice where I'm concerned. At least for awhile...

This morning I woke up late. VERY late. As in, I-should-have-already-been-in-my-car-on-my-way-to-work late. I realized that I could move fast, and I did, but I also didn't want to kill myself. I knew I was going to be late, there was no way around it, so I was just trying to get done and out as quickly as possible to try to be less than an hour late. I made it through without too much of a problem - showered, shaved even, did my hair, make-up, got dressed, got my lunch together. I cut out breakfast and tea - I could easily do both of those things once I made it to my desk. As I was almost finished, I realized I had two water glasses on my night stand, and I wanted to take at least one and put it in the kitchen. Well, I picked up the one that still had water in it, proceeded to lose control of my hand and watch as the glass fell to the hardwood floor, next to my bed, and exploded water and glass shards everywhere. Fine, ok. I'm late, I'm stressed, but I can deal. I tried to keep my cat away from the glass because her curiosity has just increased ten-fold, and I'd prefer that she not get sliced and diced. But in my relative haste to get as many shards off of the floor as possible, I sliced my finger open and started bleeding EVERYWHERE! (no worries, I don't need stitches... I apparently just bleed. A LOT.) I managed to get as much of the glass up as I could, although I'm pretty sure that there are still pieces on the floor under the bed that I missed. I'm going to have to super-clean as soon as I get home. I've been saying silent prayers all day that my cat doesn't injure herself on any stray pieces of glass. Anyone else who wants to contribute prayers for her safety, its much appreciated :)

So anyway, I make it out the door, to my car, get on the road. I made it to work in one piece, only 40 minutes late, and no accidents, thankfully (knock on wood for the drive home). When I get to my desk, I sit down and my chair wheels get caught on a cord and its a veritable avalanche of electronics on me. Shortly after that, as I was transferring my microwave-heated water for tea from my regular mug to my travel mug, I managed to spill water all over myself (and the floor) and burn my hand. My hand was a fabulous shade of scarlet for about an hour. Yep, Karma, you were still working your glorious magic. I had a meeting at 10, and I didn't even change out of my flats and into my heels until right before the meeting. I didn't want to tempt Fate, Karma and all the forces that oversee the world and keep everything in balance. I pretty much kept to my desk after my meeting, trying not to stray too far from the norm. I was meeting people for lunch at 11:30, and for once, I actually brought a Lean Cuisine pizza (I normally make my lunch the night before and bring it with me - cheaper, but not always easier). So I put my pizza in the microwave, it works it's magic, and then I go to pull my pizza out and resituate it in the box to take it to the cafeteria with me, when I miss the box. Yep. Not only did my pizza fall onto a dusty, dirty, low counter, but it also flipped over so as to fling cheese and sop up as much dust as possible with the remaining cheese. Sigh. I didn't care, I ate it anyway. I was hungry, and I guarantee you I've eaten things that were dirtier and probably paid somebody to prepare those things. Maybe it will help me work my way back into your good graces, my Majestic Karma.

I know you've been teaching me a lesson, and its been a long, hard lesson. Long as in, since last Thursday. Some daysyou've gone easy on me, and they have been better than others. Today was definitely the worst, and I'm hoping the culmination/finale/end. I promise you, Karma, I will try my absolute hardest to be a better person. I've learned my lesson. Please believe me when I say this. I will do whatever it takes to win my way back into your good graces, oh Powerful Karma, but if you could maybe bring the punishment back down to a minimum, I would really appreciate it. Thank you so much! As always... 

Yours,
Madelyn