the years of my life

it is Monday morning. i look out my window, the ski is blue and sea is very flat and quiet. there is no wave or cloud in site.
it was not the same story yesterday, when i was trying to practice some lesson that i learned, on changing karma and adding years to my life.

they say it is all in planning, if you plan ahead , you can 90% guarantee that you would have a smooth journey.
whoever has said that, has not met me and my karma.
my karma is full of adventures, and roller coaster rides. it seems like as much as i plan my life, travel and party, never turns out the way i imagined.
i travel, i have near death experience in 35000 feet above ground, nevertheless hospital.
i get job, they go bankrupted.
i go on relaxing cruise , i get stormy sea.
i change job the market goes belly up.

anyway this past week i was watching opera ( i am an opera junkie ), her program was on how you can change your life and extend the years of your years by spending time with fun and young friends while drinking wine.

so i have planned and planned, i bought all the supplies and invited all the fun friends that were available in the area.
Sunday morning,
around 8:00 am, everything was going according as planned. it was beautiful sunny, 75 degree. not a cloud in site. i looked out of my window and said to myself, this is going to be perfect day. all the sudden i hear something or someone moaning. i go to see who it was. it was my husband, his back gave out. he was flat on the floor and couldn't roll to his side. i was counting on him in cleaning the house and be in charge of grill.
we spend 2 hours trying to get him up to his feet. with help of oxycodone, and lots aaahhh, he was finally moving around.
it is 11:00 am, i still have no lunch ready, while i am panicking in the kitchen, the dishwasher breaks.
12:00 the floor is vacuumed and kebob is ready, and i am thinking we can do this. all the sudden i see the wind picks up and dark cloud rolls in. i am still optometric, and trying to pull the Bar B Q under cover with help of my 12 years old daughter.
1:00 pm, it is pouring down rain. the grill doesn't stay on.
this is while the fun people and their children have arrived and they all trapped inside. kids are all running around and screaming, while we are trying to practice adding years to our lives.

by now, i have decided to start cooking inside, when i find out my stove is broken.

at 4:00 pm, i finally feed people some food.
at 6:00 pm after many glasses of wine and many more jokes later, we end the night.

so now , the dishwasher is working, husband is not hurting as much. the house is back to normal. i think to myself, living for many more years extra means exactly that. i would have more and more of bumps and hiccups ahead, for a longer period of time.

i guess what i need to add to my long journey ahead is not quantity of years and length.
it is to add quality to and widen the width of the years.
i need to enjoy everyday and every moment.
i have to stretch what i have now, before i rush ahead and plan for more. and always leave some room for disaster in my planning.
because wherever i go, my karma needs some room to wiggle around.