I equate happiness with contentment, and contentment with complacency, and complacency with impending disaster.
Hugh Laurie to Gavin Edwards, The New York Times
Yes, there is that complacency thing. Although I was in a bit of a tizzy last month preparing for my trip to Africa, I was happy and content and complacent. I didn't even get too frustrated when I realized my dishwasher had quit. Again. Seems like just yesterday I'd had the motor replaced.
I was also slow to pick up on the clues--like one of Pablo's seed cups melting into a light blue figure eight, and the detergent cup not emptying completely. Several times. Something was wrong.
Forget it. Deal with it after Africa. No, make that after I return from Halibut Cove where I'll be house-sitting for a month.
I returned home to find the dishwasher's closest companion, the huge side by side refrigerator, had joined the disabled list. Now I have two expensive repairs. After Halibut Cove.
I see any thoughts of my next journey circling the drain.
Drain. Well, at least that remains unfrozen, thanks to an electric thaw cable and a $173.00 electric bill.