Serendipity

“  Y'know how sometimes when you've had a cold for about 5 days and you wake up very late on a Sunday mornin while it's rainin like a sumbitch and you realize that the cold is gone and you're out of socks, so you throw a buncha dirty stuff in the washer and then give  yourself a haircut and then have a nice long hot shower and shave and all that, and then you reach into the fridge for some OJ to wash down your meds and realize your wife has bought you a nice tenderloin steak that is in dire need of some down-home grillin and onions and taters and the washer quits so you take all those socks and towels and T-shirts and put 'em in the dryer and then load the washer with your bedsheets and you read your blood pressure and it's 124 / 72 and you talk to your dogs and your wife for a while and have a nice cuppa tea with some cookies and then check your e-mail and both the washer and dryer finish their programs at exactly the same time . . . . you know what that's like? Well, is there any significance to it?  I mean, figger the odds -- cold comes and goes in under 6 days?  Washer and dryer both finish their runs at exactly the same time?  Tenderloin steak for a rainy, shitty day? Gol-lee, Sergeant Carter.  A whole lotta people don't even get to wake up when they're 73. Damned near makes me wanna run down to the local Baptist church and re-enlist.  Ron Metzger ”