Not Again!

My sister has told me for years that nothing bad ever happens to me because I am a good person and therefore have good karma. That compliment has always made me feel pretty good. But isn't karma, whether good or bad, all relative to some extent?

Yesterday was a beautiful day in the Pacific Northwest. With blue sky overhead and the sun beaming down, the temperature was in the mid-to high 50's. I put a roast on and decided to go outside and clean up some leaves. The weather was delightful and I was done before I knew it.

I had planned to go to the Mall after dinner to exchange a couple of Christmas items, but since the outdoor cleanup didn't take nearly as long as I thought, I decided to shower and run my errand now.

I found a parking place right outside the store, and figured that it wouldn't take me more than 15 minutes to exchange my two items and I'd be on my way home. I'd been so busy in the afternoon that I'd neglected to eat lunch, and now I was starved!

Throwing the car keys in my purse, I jumped out and ran around to the passenger side to retrieve my return items. Reaching for the door handle I realized all too soon that it was locked. In fact, the whole damned car was locked up tighter than a drum, with my purse sitting neatly on the front seat, the car keys lying on top of my purse as if mocking me. I couldn't believe this was happening to me again! Not more than a month ago I suffered at my own hands in much the same way. I immediately started to silently berate myself, but before I could get too emersed in my self-deprecation I saw the yellow flashing lights of Mall security!

To make a long story short, I was able to finally summon Mall security, who came to the rescue (or so I thought at the time). The young man tried to 'jimmy' the door open but to no avail. We had to resort to calling a professional.

Two hours and $46.95 later my car was open and I was walking into the store.

Trust me, karma is relative.