The Universe Has Spoken

 Sometimes you just have to listen to the message sent out by the universe.

My message right now is pretty clear and it is:

"Stay home and scrub your home."

I'm not happy about this message but it's been coming on gradually until this week's avalanche of coincidences.

First our car.  We have two cars but my stepson has been "borrowing" our old beater car for nearly a year.  He keeps sending messages that it will be back soon but I'm not holding my breath.  We spent an awful lot of money on our good SUV this summer and then when things were finally feeling right, the car started choking and spewing.  It took 10 days to get an appointment for the dealer to check it.  And now it's another week while the part is ordered but not arrived yet.

This usually isn't a problem.  My mother has a perfectly good Audi with low mileage because she doesn't drive anymore.  So we keep it maintained just in case we have this very situation occur.  So no problem right?  Uh...but then last Tuesday the check engine light came on.   Her dealer can't check it until next week.

Yes we have a regular mechanic we trust--but both cars need some computer maintenance and he doesn't do that work.

"No problem," I thought.  My husband is working in northern Quebec for a few weeks.  I'm going to sew and sew....And then yesterday my Pfaff broke.  My brother drove me and my machine to our sewing machine shop and of course, everyone is getting their machines serviced for winter sewing.

Today I was reminding myself how to fill bobbins on my featherweight.   Suddenly my large spool/thread rack that hangs on the wall and holds well over a 150 spools--crashed to the ground.  Just like that.  It's unbelievable.

So I'm off to start fall cleaning...mostly because I can't afford any more calamities.  

I sure hope you are having a better September!