Helping someone selflessly today will go a very long way tomorrow.
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Helping someone selflessly today will go a very long way tomorrow. You would be wise to put some good deeds in your karma account right now, because you will need a bit of help soon. People like to help people who've helped them, and someone you help today will remember you when the time comes. This isn't something to be worried about; just keep generosity and reciprocity in the front of your mind today, and do for others what you hope they would do for you.
I tend to read my horoscope, on the rare occasions when I read them at all, a day late. That way I can look back and see how accurate they were. I know the human mind can create patterns out of anything but I figure that by looking backwards I have a better chance of determining whether a particular source of horoscope is accurate. Mine tend to me pretty good. As long as you reverse them. Some day I will get one that reads "Don't even bother getting out of bed. The universe is conspiring against you." On that day I am buying a lottery ticket.
Today's horoscope was not as prescient as many. But I certainly did rely on the kindness of friends today.
Today's saga properly begins two days ago on the south rim of the Grand Canyon. At least I think it was two days ago. Time is a blur these days.
I was still feeling the effects of the hike out of the Canyon and was in no mood to pack. Maybe if I had not had the whole barefoot walk to the gift shop I would have been more responsible, but I wasn't in the mood. I crammed my stuff into the suitcase and left. I had some sort of vague idea that I could repack at the Wheelwright's but that was a unformed notion.
Repack at the Wheelwright's? Who was I kidding? I did consciously think about getting my wallet, keys, and cell phone out of the suitcase so I could carry them on the plane. I really did think about it. I wish I could say it slipped my mind but it was a conscious decision to just leave them in the checked bag. You see where this is going don't you. I would love to say that I have confidence in the airline's ability to get you and your baggage to the same place at the same time, but I don't. I know better. I would like to say I have good luggage karma, but I don't. I seldom fly but I have had my bags delayed before and I regularly have other people take my luggage from the carousel. The truth is I couldn't remember where I had stashed my keys and I totally forgot about the cell phone.
I had nothing on the plane with me but my driver's license, two credit cards, and a little cash. No keys, no phone. Nada. I checked everything.
It was only after I arrived in San Jose that I really thought about how to get home. Thankfully Jenn offered a ride from her sister. In retrospect I wish I hadn't asked if anyone could give me a ride. I hope it wasn't too far out of her way. I am grateful. I hope I can repay the favor. This is the first time the horoscope rears its ugly head. A fine example of needing some karma I hadn't earned. Jenn waited while I waited for my bag and let me use her cell phone. Thanks Jenn. Did I mention the bag never showed up? You probably figured that one out on your own.
Normally breaking into my house is pretty easy. I like fresh air so I leave windows open. It stormed a couple days before I left so this time I closed all the windows. Tight. No breaking in for Dan. I borrowed a screwdriver from a neighbor and managed to get in to a window. Home at last.
The first thing I did when I got home was check that the water dish in the shower was fresh. Last time I traveled I think my grey kitty could not reach the big water dish. She sure drank a lot when I refilled the little dish for her.
The water dish was not fresh. In fact the bathroom was not fresh. Some time while I was gone the sewer backed up and the tub and bathroom floor were covered with raw sewage. Thick, solid, and brown raw sewage. Welcome home Dan!
My thoughts immediately went to the kitties. There were no footprints in the yuckiness so I am hoping they didn't try to get into it. The little water dish had a quarter inch of gross water so they were not completely parched but it couldn't have been healthy. the grey kitty was on the sofa but I couldn't find my Buster. I had seen him through the window while I was trying to break in so i knew he was alive but I couldn't find him. I called him and he didn't come. OK, now the panic starts. Buster always comes when he is called. Eventually I found him cowering under the futon. I don't know what was going on in his little kitty head but whatever it was was not fun. He didn't even seem to want to sniff me. It took him a good twenty minutes to warm up to me. Both kitties are on my feet as I write this but they are both going to go into the vet. I can't tell if they are acting odd because they were left or because they are sick. They were due for a healthy cat check anyway.
I cleaned the bathroom. The drain was clogged but a quart of bleach and plenty of water got it running again. I bleached everything in sight. I used a solution way too concentrated to be safe and let sit for about half an hour. Man was it gross.
I don't have a land line so I needed a phone to track down my bag. That shouldn't be a problem, I have plenty of clients where I can show up and ask a favor without any fuss. I just had to find my spare car key. The spare key is in the car. Normally that is a good thing since I have a credit card key in my wallet. They credit card key won't start the ignition but it will get me in to where the real key is. That would work well if my wallet weren't in the missing bag.
I checked email and Grace offered the use of an old Sprint phone. I have Sprint too so I can just put my number on her old phone. Grace rocks.
Time for plan... G? I pinged a few friends to see if any of them were online. If they were I could have had them phone SouthWest to see what was up with my bag. No one was available.
Without a friend that I feel comfortable imposing on handy I borrowed a phone from the neighbors. Here is another one of those unearned karma moments. My neighbors are really nice. I don't appreciate them enough. I tried calling SouthWest four times. The first three times I got a busy signal but the fourth time I got through, to a voicemail, that was full. Sigh. Since my cell phone was in the luggage I asked SouthWest to call a voicemail I know how to check. I have never checked my cell phone voicemail from a land line. No messages there.
I called GEICO and they sent out a towtruck top open the car for me. The dude was really good. I have never seen a guy open a car so fast.
My nice neighbors not only offered me the use of their son's cell phone until I got mine back but offered to drive me to SF if I was going to use one of Grace's. Like I said. Nice folk.
Not wanting to impose on innocents any more than I had to, this was after all clearly my fault, I decided to try Skype for my phone needs. It worked. Worked well in fact. It took four tries to get into my cell phone voicemail but there was a message that they had my bag! Yippee! I called SouthWest again and got through on the second try. A real live person asked me to hold. After 15 minutes she came back and asked me to hold again. It was only 15 minutes more before a person actually talked to me. Forty minutes and forty-two seconds later they had promised to have my bag to me in twenty minutes. Since the airport is thirty minutes away I didn't believe them but I take any progress I can get. After a little clarification they promised to deliver it between 7:30 and 11:30 tonight. It is now twelve hours and fifty-two minutes since I reported it missing and I am still waiting but I am waiting optimistically.
What more can a boy ask for.
Helping someone selflessly today will go a very long way tomorrow. You would be wise to put some good deeds in your karma account right now, because you will need a bit of help soon. People like to help people who've helped them, and someone you help today will remember you when the time comes. This isn't something to be worried about; just keep generosity and reciprocity in the front of your mind today, and do for others what you hope they would do for you.
I tend to read my horoscope, on the rare occasions when I read them at all, a day late. That way I can look back and see how accurate they were. I know the human mind can create patterns out of anything but I figure that by looking backwards I have a better chance of determining whether a particular source of horoscope is accurate. Mine tend to me pretty good. As long as you reverse them. Some day I will get one that reads "Don't even bother getting out of bed. The universe is conspiring against you." On that day I am buying a lottery ticket.
Today's horoscope was not as prescient as many. But I certainly did rely on the kindness of friends today.
Today's saga properly begins two days ago on the south rim of the Grand Canyon. At least I think it was two days ago. Time is a blur these days.
I was still feeling the effects of the hike out of the Canyon and was in no mood to pack. Maybe if I had not had the whole barefoot walk to the gift shop I would have been more responsible, but I wasn't in the mood. I crammed my stuff into the suitcase and left. I had some sort of vague idea that I could repack at the Wheelwright's but that was a unformed notion.
Repack at the Wheelwright's? Who was I kidding? I did consciously think about getting my wallet, keys, and cell phone out of the suitcase so I could carry them on the plane. I really did think about it. I wish I could say it slipped my mind but it was a conscious decision to just leave them in the checked bag. You see where this is going don't you. I would love to say that I have confidence in the airline's ability to get you and your baggage to the same place at the same time, but I don't. I know better. I would like to say I have good luggage karma, but I don't. I seldom fly but I have had my bags delayed before and I regularly have other people take my luggage from the carousel. The truth is I couldn't remember where I had stashed my keys and I totally forgot about the cell phone.
I had nothing on the plane with me but my driver's license, two credit cards, and a little cash. No keys, no phone. Nada. I checked everything.
It was only after I arrived in San Jose that I really thought about how to get home. Thankfully Jenn offered a ride from her sister. In retrospect I wish I hadn't asked if anyone could give me a ride. I hope it wasn't too far out of her way. I am grateful. I hope I can repay the favor. This is the first time the horoscope rears its ugly head. A fine example of needing some karma I hadn't earned. Jenn waited while I waited for my bag and let me use her cell phone. Thanks Jenn. Did I mention the bag never showed up? You probably figured that one out on your own.
Normally breaking into my house is pretty easy. I like fresh air so I leave windows open. It stormed a couple days before I left so this time I closed all the windows. Tight. No breaking in for Dan. I borrowed a screwdriver from a neighbor and managed to get in to a window. Home at last.
The first thing I did when I got home was check that the water dish in the shower was fresh. Last time I traveled I think my grey kitty could not reach the big water dish. She sure drank a lot when I refilled the little dish for her.
The water dish was not fresh. In fact the bathroom was not fresh. Some time while I was gone the sewer backed up and the tub and bathroom floor were covered with raw sewage. Thick, solid, and brown raw sewage. Welcome home Dan!
My thoughts immediately went to the kitties. There were no footprints in the yuckiness so I am hoping they didn't try to get into it. The little water dish had a quarter inch of gross water so they were not completely parched but it couldn't have been healthy. the grey kitty was on the sofa but I couldn't find my Buster. I had seen him through the window while I was trying to break in so i knew he was alive but I couldn't find him. I called him and he didn't come. OK, now the panic starts. Buster always comes when he is called. Eventually I found him cowering under the futon. I don't know what was going on in his little kitty head but whatever it was was not fun. He didn't even seem to want to sniff me. It took him a good twenty minutes to warm up to me. Both kitties are on my feet as I write this but they are both going to go into the vet. I can't tell if they are acting odd because they were left or because they are sick. They were due for a healthy cat check anyway.
I cleaned the bathroom. The drain was clogged but a quart of bleach and plenty of water got it running again. I bleached everything in sight. I used a solution way too concentrated to be safe and let sit for about half an hour. Man was it gross.
I don't have a land line so I needed a phone to track down my bag. That shouldn't be a problem, I have plenty of clients where I can show up and ask a favor without any fuss. I just had to find my spare car key. The spare key is in the car. Normally that is a good thing since I have a credit card key in my wallet. They credit card key won't start the ignition but it will get me in to where the real key is. That would work well if my wallet weren't in the missing bag.
I checked email and Grace offered the use of an old Sprint phone. I have Sprint too so I can just put my number on her old phone. Grace rocks.
Time for plan... G? I pinged a few friends to see if any of them were online. If they were I could have had them phone SouthWest to see what was up with my bag. No one was available.
Without a friend that I feel comfortable imposing on handy I borrowed a phone from the neighbors. Here is another one of those unearned karma moments. My neighbors are really nice. I don't appreciate them enough. I tried calling SouthWest four times. The first three times I got a busy signal but the fourth time I got through, to a voicemail, that was full. Sigh. Since my cell phone was in the luggage I asked SouthWest to call a voicemail I know how to check. I have never checked my cell phone voicemail from a land line. No messages there.
I called GEICO and they sent out a towtruck top open the car for me. The dude was really good. I have never seen a guy open a car so fast.
My nice neighbors not only offered me the use of their son's cell phone until I got mine back but offered to drive me to SF if I was going to use one of Grace's. Like I said. Nice folk.
Not wanting to impose on innocents any more than I had to, this was after all clearly my fault, I decided to try Skype for my phone needs. It worked. Worked well in fact. It took four tries to get into my cell phone voicemail but there was a message that they had my bag! Yippee! I called SouthWest again and got through on the second try. A real live person asked me to hold. After 15 minutes she came back and asked me to hold again. It was only 15 minutes more before a person actually talked to me. Forty minutes and forty-two seconds later they had promised to have my bag to me in twenty minutes. Since the airport is thirty minutes away I didn't believe them but I take any progress I can get. After a little clarification they promised to deliver it between 7:30 and 11:30 tonight. It is now twelve hours and fifty-two minutes since I reported it missing and I am still waiting but I am waiting optimistically.
What more can a boy ask for.