Murphy's Law?

I use the cliche all the time....Murphy's law.  Its Murphy's Law.  To tell you the honest truth, I have no idea who Murphy is or what his deal was but can tell you I'd like to kick him in the shins when his little principle comes into play.  I decided to look up Murphy's Law on the ever-sited (though not so reliable) Wikipedia.  Read on:

"MURPHY'S LAW:  The perceived perversity of the universe has long been a subject of comment, and precursors to the modern version of Murphy's law are not hard to find. Recent significant research in this area has been conducted by members of the American Dialect Society. ADS member Stephen Goranson has found a version of the law, not yet generalized or bearing that name, in a report by Alfred Holt at an 1877 meeting of an engineering society.

It is found that anything that can go wrong at sea generally does go wrong sooner or later, so it is not to be wondered that owners prefer the safe to the scientific.... Sufficient stress can hardly be laid on the advantages of simplicity. The human factor cannot be safely neglected in planning machinery. If attention is to be obtained, the engine must be such that the engineer will be disposed to attend to it.

Mathematician Augustus De Morgan on June 23, 1866 "Supplement to the Budget of Paradoxes," The Athenaeum no. 2017 page 836 col. 2 [and later reprints: e.g., 1872, 1915, 1956, 2000] wrote: "The first experiment already illustrates a truth of the theory, well confirmed by practice, what-ever can happen will happen if we make trials enough." In later publications "whatever can happen will happen" occasionally is termed "Murphy's law," which raises the possibility—if something went wrong—that "Murphy" is "De Morgan" misremembered (an option, among others, raised by Goranson on American Dialect Society list)"

ANGIE'S VERSION:  If something can go wrong....count on it....and count  on it happening in muliples.  My Proof:  Actually nothing is "wrong" per se...just challenging.  And the challenges come in multiples. 

 Lets start with 4:30 a.m. today.  Yes, 4:30 a.m.  Remember the smoke detector in the basement which decided to have a battery die this past Tuesday night when I got home from Florida.  Well, its brother, the smoke detector on the top floor, decided to go through its death-throes and started 'chirping' the annoying "hey my battery is dead" chirp" at 4:30 in the morning...and let me tell you, don't even try ignoring them. They won't stop chirping. And, no amount of tissue stuffed in your ears will drown out CHIRP FREAKIN' CHIRP FREAKIN' CHIRP!!!!!!   I finally gave up trying to ignore at 7:30 and got up and dressed to go hunt for 9-volt batteries.  Did Mr. Murphy know that a dying smoke detector does not die at 10:30 a.m.  or 1:00 p.m.?  No probably not. Seriously....the damn thing couldnt have started chirping at Noon?  or in the afternoon???  4:30 in the morning SUNDAY morning????  ugh. Needless to say, alll batteries have been replaced in the smoke detectors on all floors, and I rewired the detector in the basement which had been, um, dismantled


I've already referenced our sick cat Hemmi.  His woes have been great and many over the weekend.  he went into the animal hospital on Thursday and STILL is in the hospital.  Yesterday evening, he managed to pull off his Elizabethan collar, pull out his IV  AND pull out his catheter.  This all resulted in an even more blocked bladder. He has big problems which worries me to death.  The end result is a big surgery this week to turn his "out-y into an in-y"....my terminology... Basically a penis-ectomy though our vet probably has some fancy schmancy name which I can't spell. Suffice to say, Roger doesn't reference the procedure regardless of what its called and crosses his legs whenever I refer to it. We're both worried sick about our four-legged family member.


Whine whine whine.  I should have some wine wine wine to go with my whine. Good thing its past "cocktail-thirty".

Roger update:  he said he's been walking a lot and has been riding his uncle's bike down the street to get food ...care to guess where....Not McDonalds, not Kentucky Fried Chicken, not Taco Bell.....DUNCAN DONUTS.  *sigh*   I'm sure donuts have a nutritional value of some sort, right?  Second thought, don't answer that.  Anyway, the good thing is that he's getting exercise and is enjoying warmer weather.  He walked the Miami Boat show and said he saw ridiculous wealth...boats valued at several millions of dollars. Crazy. 

Roger admitted last night that he's actually trying to not over do it and recognizes that being away from the house here in Indy has been good in that he isn't chasing projects and overdoing it on a daily basis.  Which was a big admission.  And, I agree.  It is a good thing he is trying to take it easy.  Though I will admit to you, and you're sworn to secrecy, I wish he had been here to help with the smoke detectors....that's a boy-job.

We try to talk every evening.  Catch up on our respective days.  And, I try to catch up on how he has been feeling.  I learned a long time ago when Roger was in the hospital having his esophagus removed, the nurses told me you don't ask the patient how the pain is or does it still hurt...instead you as more generic questions like "how are you" "how are you feeling" "have you eaten", etc.  The whole theory is that you don't want to place the thought of pain in the patient's mind if it wasn't already there.  And, the other balancing-act for me in our conversations is to make sure its not "all about the sickness".

One of *my* biggest challenges as of late with Roger being gone and for that matter our cat Hemmi being in the vet is to find yet another "new normal".  So much of my day previously involved Roger and how he was doing, feeling, eating,etc.  When the cat got sick, he became a temporary fill of the void from Roger being gone.  Now with both of them gone from the house, my "routine" or habit is interrupted. I feel like I have to learn a new routine/habit.  Its very unsettling.  Strangely I find myself bumbling around the house when I have a million things to do!

Well, I'm going to bumble off to bed.  Hope all is settled and "normal" in your world.  xxooxx, a