Yesterday I experienced the most amazing good luck. You are not going to believe what happened to me. Proceed with caution while reading, this story may cause you to become insanely jealous of my life.
10:48pm
The scene: My living room.
Husband and I are playing Trivial Pursuit.
Final question, for me.
It is something about a common phrase that is depicted using the number of letters in each word, being 1-4-3. Loser Karen would have said something nonsensical like, "Pickle dee schmickle dee" because I couldn't be bothered to think of common phrases and how many letters each word had. I don't generally like games, and I give up easily, especially on trivia questions. I never win trivial pursuit, for a variety of reasons. First, Herm is a trivia genius, and I am not. I am also absolutely terrible beyond belief at geography questions. I can't answer sports ones, I am better at Canadian history than American and so I fail most of those. BUT last night I was on a hot streak. I had 5 pie pieces before Herm had any. And I knew I had luck on my side.
My being in the lead and answering the last question, it made everything become crystal clear. Suddenly the entire world made sense. "I love you." That was the answer. Chaos broke out (aka I reacted in an unnecessarily rediculous manner). "I love you!! I do love you. I won. I WON!! I JUST WON TRIVIAL PURSUIT!!!!!! WOOOOOO" I was up and jumping on the couch, inventing the most beautiful winner of trivial pursuit song you have ever heard.
"I WON, I WON!!!!!!"
"Please stop yelling in my ear."
Oops, I totally was yelling directly in his ear, in case he had somehow managed to miss this momentous event.
"This is the best day of my life. No seriously. BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!! I can't remember ever having a better day than this!!!!!"
"Well I really hope that isn't true, for your sake."
"No it's true. IT'S THE TRUTH!!!!! ........ (thinking).......... okay maybe our wedding day was a little better than this day. But I certainly can't think of another one"
Husband is exasperated. "Please clean up the game. I'm taking the dog out"
I was in such a hysterical state. He was right, I had to settle myself down. This was unbelievable. By the time he came back I had managed to calm myself.
"You know what this means? This is my trifecta of good luck." I whispered in amazement.
"What? What does that mean?" he asked, confused.
"Trifecta? It means three, like a tricycle." I am now confused by my husband's weak grasp on the English language.
"Not trifecta. Your good luck. I don't know what you are talking about."
So let me tell you about my fantastic day. When I told Herm the story it involved a lot of yelling and jumping and dancing. I have edited that all out for the sake of clarity, and not to appear like a total nut case.
First, I got a job interview. Not a real one, but one for a chain store, in the mall near my new house in Hamilton. (by the way, I am moving to Hamilton next weekend, more on that later) But it is a chain store I would quite enjoy working at. Let me tell you, at this point underemployed is far better than unemployed. Good thing #1.
In preparing for our move I spent a lot of yesterday going through my crap. I was supposed to be finding stuff to throw out to eliminate clutter in my life. Unforunately I couldn't find anything to throw out. I almost threw out this set to make Barbie clothes that I've had since I was little, but the black yarn is very sparkly and beautiful. Maybe next time we move I'll get rid of that one..... Anway, I looked in this little piggy bank in the shape of a London telephone booth with bears on it (obviously another keeper!) and what did I find? $40!!!!!!! Just when you think a day can't get any better. Good thing #2.
Good thing #3 was obviously my miraculous win at trivial pursuit. If you have ever had a better day than this one I would love to hear about it. I apologize if this story has made you realize how sad and depressing your own life is. But, cheer up, if a day this good could happen to me, it could probably happen to you too!
10:48pm
The scene: My living room.
Husband and I are playing Trivial Pursuit.
Final question, for me.
It is something about a common phrase that is depicted using the number of letters in each word, being 1-4-3. Loser Karen would have said something nonsensical like, "Pickle dee schmickle dee" because I couldn't be bothered to think of common phrases and how many letters each word had. I don't generally like games, and I give up easily, especially on trivia questions. I never win trivial pursuit, for a variety of reasons. First, Herm is a trivia genius, and I am not. I am also absolutely terrible beyond belief at geography questions. I can't answer sports ones, I am better at Canadian history than American and so I fail most of those. BUT last night I was on a hot streak. I had 5 pie pieces before Herm had any. And I knew I had luck on my side.
My being in the lead and answering the last question, it made everything become crystal clear. Suddenly the entire world made sense. "I love you." That was the answer. Chaos broke out (aka I reacted in an unnecessarily rediculous manner). "I love you!! I do love you. I won. I WON!! I JUST WON TRIVIAL PURSUIT!!!!!! WOOOOOO" I was up and jumping on the couch, inventing the most beautiful winner of trivial pursuit song you have ever heard.
"I WON, I WON!!!!!!"
"Please stop yelling in my ear."
Oops, I totally was yelling directly in his ear, in case he had somehow managed to miss this momentous event.
"This is the best day of my life. No seriously. BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!! I can't remember ever having a better day than this!!!!!"
"Well I really hope that isn't true, for your sake."
"No it's true. IT'S THE TRUTH!!!!! ........ (thinking).......... okay maybe our wedding day was a little better than this day. But I certainly can't think of another one"
Husband is exasperated. "Please clean up the game. I'm taking the dog out"
I was in such a hysterical state. He was right, I had to settle myself down. This was unbelievable. By the time he came back I had managed to calm myself.
"You know what this means? This is my trifecta of good luck." I whispered in amazement.
"What? What does that mean?" he asked, confused.
"Trifecta? It means three, like a tricycle." I am now confused by my husband's weak grasp on the English language.
"Not trifecta. Your good luck. I don't know what you are talking about."
So let me tell you about my fantastic day. When I told Herm the story it involved a lot of yelling and jumping and dancing. I have edited that all out for the sake of clarity, and not to appear like a total nut case.
First, I got a job interview. Not a real one, but one for a chain store, in the mall near my new house in Hamilton. (by the way, I am moving to Hamilton next weekend, more on that later) But it is a chain store I would quite enjoy working at. Let me tell you, at this point underemployed is far better than unemployed. Good thing #1.
Good thing #3 was obviously my miraculous win at trivial pursuit. If you have ever had a better day than this one I would love to hear about it. I apologize if this story has made you realize how sad and depressing your own life is. But, cheer up, if a day this good could happen to me, it could probably happen to you too!
woo hoo! that sounds like an amazing day! also congrats on the interview :)
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kelsey