Superstition Ain't the Way

I'm superstitious. I know that I shouldn't be but my upbringing by a family of superstitious women either rubbed off or is a part of my DNA. I try to ignore the little things that creep up each day and tell myself its silliness but I can't shake it. We're not the black cat type of superstitious, more the offbeat and kookie type.

I should have known better when I wrote in a blog a few days back... "It seems like each time we had tried to make time to fix it, something has come up that takes us away from the project." Oh, how I tempt fate, karma and Mr. Murphy all at once. Hadn't I been told not to say things (or write things) that those three could hear?

The afternoon of August 31st had been quite productive.... and then we heard, "Poppi, why is the computer screen all blue with just some white writing?" Sitting there minding its own business, our Frankenstein computer decided to kick the bucket. Jim had built it over years and it crashed from time to time but he always got it back on track. Not this time, it was dead and it wanted to stay dead. Jim worked on it for a few hours on Sunday evening, trying not to take too much time away from the kitchen remodeling. He finally declared that it had truly passed and a few words of farewell were muttered over its plastic casing.

Monday went better but on Tuesday evening, as soon as we set up the horses and the circular saw to cut and mount more backsplash, it started raining. Hmmmm, this seemed a bit strange because we had just had dinner while watching news & weather which promised no sign of rain for days. By the time the rain had had its fun, it was too dark to work out back. Of course, it wasn't enough rain to water the lawn or soak the plants, just enough to keep us from using power tools in the yard.

On Wednesday I was told by my orthopaedic surgeon to keep off my bad knee and use crutches or a cane for the next two weeks while we wait for some improvement in my meniscus. Its hard to carry backsplash or countertops with both arms holding up crutches.

Do we see a pattern forming?

So progress is slow. With Jim's persistence the shiny white tile now covers more than half the back wall. Unfortunately the new window is on hold until Jim finds one he likes and we can have a contractor install it from the outside. With luck, and I mean luck, the new countertop might be in by the weekend. So until then its take-out burgers, chicken and pizza with no dishes to wash! Might as well accentuate the positive!