Coincidentally...

Oh, my, it's been a long time. I guess you can blame it on Facebook. Or just Life in General. ;-)

Today, I'm wondering about coincidences. The last few days have had some odd happenings that seem to be happening in an odd order.

Exhibit A: Friday. There are not normally a lot of people in my office, but Friday, vacations aligned and I was the only one there. I was pretty nose-to-the-grindstone until after lunch, then I got fidgety and decided to pack it in and head for home. As I left, I waited in the hall and watched the door to our suite close all the way. That's not part of my normal routine, but I remember waiting and watching the door.

This morning, the security guard from upstairs tells me that the cleaning people couldn't lock our office door Friday evening. They told the management company, who came in on Saturday and replaced the lock.

So, what made me pay attention to the door closing Friday night? General creeped-out-ed-ness at being the only one in the office? Extra feelings of responsibility? A keen interest in the half-full candy bowl?

Exhibit B: Saturday. Nice weekend, squirrely kids, we end up doing some painting projects in the garage. In order to have space for said painting projects, I need to back my car out into the driveway. Where it has remained until today, because the painting projects are in various stages of done-ness.

Exhibit B, Part 2: Monday. Work day. Crazy work day, I might add. And I've got enough to keep me busy for a few weeks, so I brought my work computer home, intending to play catch up this evening.

This evening, there's a large crack sound in the garage. Turns out, the spring on the door has broken. Ooh, not good. Pat tries to lift the garage door - can't. Ooh, really not good. But, again, in the whole "lucky coincidence" department, my car is parked in the driveway, and I have my work computer at home, so Pat can use my car while I work from home and wait for the people to come fix the garage door.

Did I know something in bringing my work computer home this evening? What about the car in the driveway? Does that have some special meaning? Or is it all just a series of lucky breaks? Yeah, lucky breaks. And not the bone kind!