I woke up expecting today to be much like any other.
But boy, oh boy, how wrong was I.
First, the pipe broke, which made watering the plants this morning slightly difficult. Ever so slightly.
Though, I must admit, the moment when the water exploded from the broken pipe was quite spectacular. A mini water fireworks of my very own creation.
Then, soaked, I came into the house to find that the bread had expired. No, no, that’s not funny. It’s very serious stuff. Especially when you’d woken up at 6am having gone to bed dreaming of having shredded pork on bread for breakfast. (I take my food visualisations very seriously.) It’s really not funny.
Stomach rumbling, I took a long, hard look at the loaf of bread and rued whatever it was that made me take the wrong batch from the shelf. The one with the earlier expiry date. There must have been at least half a loaf left. I mean. That’s a lot of slices.
What a waste.
So, an hour after waking up, what did we have? Half-watered garden. Half-wasted loaf. Half-drenched me.
So I thought I’d take a shower. It seemed like the reasonable thing to do.
The water wasn’t running.
Not sure if that had anything to do with the pipe breaking in the garden. I didn’t think so. But still, doesn’t change anything.
The morning was turning into a mini disaster.
That is to say until I opened my university inbox and saw an e-mail from UCL, announcing that I had been exempted from this year’s final examinations.
Because it’s April Fools’ Day.
Happy April Fools everyone!
p.s. The events detailed in this post are fictitious. Any resemblance or similarity to any actual events is entirely coincidental.
p.p.s. I told you yesterday I’d let you know how the magic revision session continued after “lunch”. And it went great! Actually, today was also pretty awesome. It’s all in the (concentrated) mind!
p.p.p.s. I saw the HIMYM finale today. And whoa. Like. Whoa. (Worry not. No spoilers from me!)
p.p.p.p.s. (just one more) And I do actually go to UCL.