This morning I discovered that the water container on the kitchen counter had not sealed properly when I exchanged it and water had seeped and spilled all over the floor
and with exquisitely bad timing Carlos walked by with a dog on a string setting off the Worthless Ones in a frenzy of hysterical barking as I was looking at the mess.
Not, I thought, a very good way to start the day or the week.
On the other hand I thought, searching desperately for a silver lining, it can only be better from now on.
I hope.