It’s so easy to slip

It’s so easy to slip,
It’s so easy to fall …
- Little Feat –

When things are going really well you’ve got to be careful. Something may be lying in wait to trip you up.

I decided to move east. I resigned from my job. I sold my condo. Plans were coming together and then … whoops!

Not a major whoops, but a whoops nonetheless. Two of them actually.

The first was a seizure I had a day or two ago. I don’t remember anything about it (I never do). But I have a pretty good inkling from the cut over my eye, the bruise on my cheekbone and my lip that looks like it’s been belted during a 12 rounder. Not to mention the various other bruises and aches that have decided to inhabit my body because of this.

The strangest thing is that I remember nothing about the incident. And as mentioned, I never do.

The second whoops was my washing machine which decided to break down today and flood the condo below me. Oh great! Just when I’ve sold the place. I’m sure the new owners will be thrilled with that.

Geez … this week has not started well. On the upside, it may have gotten the crap out of its system and may leave me alone for the days that follow.

I also bought my airline ticket today – one way. I leave November 4. Not sure when exactly we’ll get to the east coast though. That ticket only takes me as far as Toronto. After that, we drive.

Clock’s ticking.