I mean it about events conspiring to change the path of daily living...
Andy moved my car last night and noticed a slow leak in one of my tires. So this morning, instead of going to the gym at 8, I'm going down to the tire store at 9. Something is keeping me away from the gym.
Maybe it's my guardian angel. Maybe it's the goddess of voluptuous abdominal amplitude. Who knows. I go with it. It's happened too many times before that I have been glad that inconvenience has put me out of harms way.
I know, I'm a fruitcake. So far it has kept me off the rocks, so I like it.
question: the power of fate?
mompoet - you know, the one with the built-in horseshoe?
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