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Tuesday, January 17, 2012

On Receiving Unexpected Mail

I have been having a streak of bad luck. I'm not sure what I did to earn this bad karma. 

Maybe it's the earwig I killed two years ago in Eugene before Uyghur elicitation sessions. I immediately smashed, shrieking in fear, upon discovering it on my torso. This action led to being chastised by my classmates and learning the Uyghur word for 'to kill' as well as the nominalized form for 'killer.' This event scared me and I haven't squished a bug since. Is this pay back?

But what about the squirrel that attacked my backpack three days after smashing the earwig? I think the earwig sicked the squirrel on me to seek revenge, meaning the killing event is not the cause of my bad karma.

Perhaps I said too many mean things about "Indiana" while frustrated after he failed to come to the meeting he scheduled with me for the 8th time in a row. After all, he did give me a magical watch, who's to say that there isn't a crystal ball hidden in his office? He could have been watching me all along. This would explain his knack for coming and going without being seen. I think this explains my karma.

 Just when I thought today couldn't get any worse, I accidently dropped my favourite baking dish from Grammy and Papa in the pantry today. It shattered on the floor along with the rest of the homemade tomato pasta I had been saving for a Kelsie Pitty Party. I tried to be optimistic and remembered the German superstition: Scherben bringen Glueck 'porcelain shards bring luck.' Then the whole fiasco with ILL happened. I gave up on hoping for a turn of luck until.... Hubby went outside to check the mail and came back with an unexpected check from AATG that was bigger than either of our monthly pay checks. CHACHING! It seems that the grant Hubby won last summer to study in Leipzig included a stipend for airline tickets that neither of us knew about, and it pays off the remainder of Hubby's credit card balance from said trip to Leipzig!!! For the first time in the 8 years I have known Hubby, he doesn't have a credit card balance. WOWEEEEEZOWEEEEE!

Lesson learned: Don't worry about accidently dropping the dishes!

As to Indiana.... I know you're watching me...

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