12 July 2009

Coincidence?

Once upon a time, my children, I rented a room in a house (that in itself is a story for another time).

In that time, great rains came. It rained every day and every night for 28 straight days.

Those of us who lived in the house knew the roof had some leaks, but we could not get the roof fixed because every roofer for 100 miles was busy patching leaks.

At this time of my life, I showered every night right before bed.

One night I lay on the couch thinking "I gotta go take a shower."

It got later and later, but I was struck by such a great fatigue that I felt like I couldn't get up.

It was very strange. I felt like a giant hand was pressing down on me, keeping me prone on the couch, unable to move.

I kept saying to myself "I HAVE to get up. I have to take a shower," but I could not move.

Suddenly there was a loud noise. Crashing. Breaking.

All four of us leapt up to see what had happened. The sound had come from the bathroom and we ran in there to look.

The floor was covered with a foot of sopping wet, heavy insulation and sheet rock. The bathtub was completely full of it. With the fallen, sodden material and the sheet rock, it weighed tons. Anyone who had been in the bathroom at the time it came crashing down would have been killed or, at very least, badly hurt.

When I look back I wonder what hand was pressing me down on the couch last night, and why.

11 comments:

Julie said...

Wow. I think about these things sometimes, and how many signs we must miss. You know, like you could have fought the tiredness and gone in anyway, you know?

Anonymous said...

Perhaps it was the Long Arm of Mashed Potatoes

Kay said...

His great and mighty noodley apendage?

I am going to keep this in mind I feel too tired to so something...

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

Wow.

Just.

Really. It was a higher force.

Deodand said...

OoooooOOOOOooo...yes it was a higher force, otherwise how could it push *down*?

Isabella Golightly said...

I have read 'somewhere' that moments of precognition are sometimes preceded by an immediate inability to move or speak - and I have experienced this myself, when I could see my mother's antique bed warmer hanging on the wall and knowing it was going to fall off, but not being able to speak to say anything. Maybe it's the way the body stops up from becoming way too psychic. On the other hand, I'm going for a glass noodley appendage (because they're transparent, and so hard to see)...

Isabella Golightly said...

That should say "stops you from becoming too psychic". Stops up indeed. Like eating too many eggs, yes? That stops you up...

Suzanne said...

The Fates work in mysterious ways.

apahy lounge said...

Some things are better left unasked. Glad it turned out okay.

Green-Eyed Momster said...

I'm just glad that you weren't in there.

Hugs!!

West Coast Grrlie Blather said...

Why? So you could be here now!

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