Why do I think of some mishap while working away and tell myself to be extra careful so "X" (you fill in the blank) won't happen and then it promptly happens? On Thanksgiving day, the one day that I usually mess up on something, I kept my record. You know that record of something underdone, overdone, raw (as in turkey in turned off oven)....well you know. I decided to make the ever famous strawberry jello with bananas and whip cream, the one all of our mothers made each year. Not because I love it but because it just needed to be made. After all, we can't have a plate come to the sink without the ever beautiful red melted slime can we?
Things were going swimmingly and I carefully picked up the jello and was about ready to put it in the refrigerator when a LARGE memory wafted in of my mother making this same jello. What I remember was not her making the jello but later opening the refrigerator door and seeing it covered in red set jello.....walls, bottom ceiling racks, everything. It was now a congealed mess. You see, after she put the jello in the refrigerator she was cleaning, preparing for company and she decided to pull the refrigerator out to clean under it. Why? My mother is not known for cleaning under anything. So why now? Well you guessed it, the jello was not set and of course as she tugged and pulled it sloshed all over inside, jiggling and giggling waiting for my unsuspecting mother to open the door and remember that yes, she had made jello.
As I am remembering this a large picture of spilled jello in my refrigerator pops in my wee little head and I am telling myself to be extremely careful or I will become my mother from years ago. I begin to slide the glass container in slowly, gently, carefully. Then boom, it catches on the glass shelf and in slow motion the red liquid sloshes toward the back, then slowly toward the front, undulating to the back, building momentum finally sloshing all over in the front part of the refrigerator, the floor and my bare feet. I stood there stunned and sticky then finally the reaction kicked in and an expletive blurted from my lips for my little grandson to practice saying. Yes he copies everything right now, EVERYTHING. Lucky for me, my daughter, Jill was there to jump in and grab a towel to begin the clean up, of course laughing as I do at my mother. I am sure she appreciates the new word her little boy now knows. At least it didn't have a chance to set up.....would have been a much harder mess to clean up.
Do you have these premonitions and then find it happening in the next instant? I can't tell you how many times I have fallen up the stairs (you heard me, up the stairs) after I just saw myself do it in my head. My toe just seems to grow ten inches and trip me up and I fall forward. Of course in the stairwell at work everything echoes and people come running but I usually just smile and say "what noise?" They know. Yes they know.