I was just thinking, “I love today!” Those were my actual thought words. My friends were coming to dinner and to play games after. Super! I was enjoying cooking for them, I love playing games (as long as I understand the game – not always a given,) the weather was beautiful, and everything was lovely. With this thought in my head, and feeling happy and invincible, I spilled my cup of tea on my foot. Being momentarily quite buoyant, I quickly recovered my happy spirits. However, I feared that it might be an omen. It wasn’t. Not really.
Later, after my guests left, and I was cleaning up, I went into my pantry and saw the bread that I had forgotten to serve still sitting there, glaring at me balefully. As I was putting the remainder of the beet salad into a container, the feta which I had gotten especially for it and that I had forgotten to put on it whined, “What about me?”