I have this thing I do, I’m told.  My partner calls it my ‘superpower’.  That is, if I blurt out something I don’t want to happen, it almost always does.  He says, “Leeanne you need to harness that power, to make it work for you, not against you. ”

Only When I Blurt it Out

For example, while watching the Vancouver Canucks play, I’ll blurt out ‘Luongo is going to get a shut out!’ Or ‘Oh baby S has walked so far and he hasn’t fallen!’ And then, well you know what happens next.  It seems to work only when I blurt it out.  And it’s happened too many times to count.  It’s like something takes over me and I can’t help myself. And I always feel guilty that somehow, Eric’s right.  I guess I sort of believe it myself.

Greatest American (Canadian) Hero?

But now things have taken a turn for the worst I think.  It seems that perhaps this so-called superpower has manifested into something beyond my control.  It seems that if I think about something happening enough times it’s going to happen.  I’m not talking about goal setting or meditation.  More like ‘The Greatest American Hero’ from back in the day, I seem to have a problem getting my superpower suit under control.  I didn’t think this ‘power’ influenced other people directly, but in this case, oh shit, maybe it does.

You see, yesterday afternoon I was in the middle of changing baby S, when there is a knock on my door.  My babysitter and her mom were there, who live in the building, looking quite stressed as they explained how their keys dropped down the elevator shaft.  Now why did they knock on my door?  The Lord only knows.

What freaks me out about this situation is every time I go into the elevator with my keys in hand, I worry that I will drop them and they will go down the elevator shaft. I’ve never done it.  But a friend of mine has.  And now it’s happened to them.

Anyway, I invited them in for tea while they were trying to figure out what to do.  Eric came home a bit later and as we explained the situation.   He assured them we could get the keys ourselves.  No need to pay the elevator people on a holiday.

Long story short, we knocked on several of the neighbors doors before a true McGyver solution was had.

A retractable tape measure, an S hooked taped to the end.  And a flashlight.  Worked like a charm!

Thanks neighbor!

Moral of the story?  I’m sure there are several. Let’s just say that I don’t believe in coincidences.  Too much weird crap like this happens to me all the time.

Perhaps it’s the Power of Suggestion at Work?  The Law of Attraction?

Cool!  I will be the queen of the blogosphere and make a million dollars!  Giddyup.

More Superheros Out There?

Do you have a superpower that you’d like to harness too?  Surely I can’t be the only blundering superhero out there. Or just a funny story to share? I’d love to hear about it!

Thanks for reading.

Namaste