with karma. It's little things that remind me not to get too cocky.
Last night, after spending the afternoon in the office, acting like a normal working person, I was singing along to music, badly, and preparing dinner. I even felt like life had finally returned to normal. It felt good.
I was preparing the makings of Cobb Salad, including making the dressing. I just love the feeling of accomplishment of making a perfect vinaigrette.
And then Karma reminded me that I shouldn't get so cocky. I did something I don't think I've ever done before. I burned the garlic/parm toasts. BURNED them while crumbling blue cheese. Sigh. Luckily, I had plenty of ingredients so I could remake them . . . this time, paying close attention to what I was doing.
Now, if I could get over this snotty nose I've picked up just as I'm ready to get back to my normal life . . . although I guess you could argue that a runny, snotty nose is normal for me. I'm a snot monkey. sigh.