The Bag Lady is wondering about a few things, most of them totally unconnected.
Why do cats insist on sitting in your lap right after you change your clothes? Do they have some sixth sense - "she is not covered with cat hair - must remedy that immediately in case she wants to do something ridiculous like cook a meal, or go to town..."
Why, when you have a medical concern, do friends and neighbours suddenly pop out of the woodwork with horror stories like "I knew a fella had that...lost all the blood in his body... had to have transfusions...almost died. You should...blah, blah, blah" Do they think you don't look sufficiently worried?
Why do your bills automatically come due the day before you remember to pay them?
Why, when the phone rings, and you have three cordless phones in the house, is the one you finally track down and answer always the one with the nearly dead battery?
Why is it that the day you decide to wear a white blouse, is also the day you spill your coffee down your front as soon as you are far enough away from home not to be able to change?
Why, when you have just completed washing the floor, does someone open the door and let the muddy dog come galloping in?
Why, when you are introducing two people, do you always forget one of their names, regardless of how well you know it?
** These are all things that have happened to the Bag Lady recently, so it is obvious, isn't it, that Murphy's Law rules her life?!**