Have ya heard? Today Mercury is in retrograde! (Interpretation: things are gonna be screwy for the next three weeks. You’ve been warned.) I never put much stock in the whole Mercury is in retrograde the world is going to ennnnnd!!! thing…until all hell would break loose and I couldn’t figure out why. Same with a full moon; it’s all kinds of crazy making here then.
So today begins three weeks of all things janked up. My first clue should have been easy: I hopped out of bed right at 5:45 this morning. Now, I never pop out of bed, certainly never at that unholy hour, and most definitely not the day after Daylight Saving Time begins. Just all kinds of wrong there. The dog ate a dropped chocolate donut. I am now on “everybody out, all exits, no waiting” watch with her. While emptying the dishwasher, a Pyrex baking dish jumped out of the cabinet and shattered into more pieces than there are words with which to profanely exclaim. Glass under my feet, in my slippers, in the cabinet, in dishes inside the cabinet, under the island, across the room, down the stairs, and a few enterprising shards flipped the bird to the laws of gravity and jumped onto the counter to hide under the coffeemaker. I was holding another Pyrex dish in my hand at the time; it’s a miracle I wasn’t sliced to ribbons. Took me nearly an hour to deal with that.
This was all before 10 am.
We’re at the start of the busiest week in months here, I don’t need planetary interference making it worse. I’m going to try to keep my head down and hope Mercury and Murphy’s Law and all other HEY JEN! WATCH OUT! conspirators have a little compassion for a change.
Or at least clean up the mess when the Pyrex hits the fan.