I started to wonder why I had misunderstandings wherever I went. I sent my daughter to school in a pillowcase and Jesus sandals on the wrong day for a school church service. My internet went down three times. The dog vanished from my home when I went to the shops – I thought I’d left the front door open. It turned out a dog walking company had taken him – they hadn’t got the message I wanted to cancel weeks ago. Then I had a bust-up in a Thai café over a booked table for lunch they said I hadn’t booked. As we drove home, I got trapped behind a bus and a car for 45 minutes, when the vehicles collided and wedged together.
I was in a bad mood, too, as I’d accidentally sent a text to the worst person it could’ve gone to, which was enormously embarrassing. “Why, why, why did I do that?” I screamed. Sure, these things can happen at the best of times – but it was one thing after another. My life isn’t usually as haphazard – what was going on?
