"
If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans"
said my Serbian landlady last week when I was staying at the
Two Roses B&B in St George, Ontario in February I was visiting my daughter, enjoying the biting cold weather, the flurries of snow and a full day's skiing out at
Mount St Louis and Moonstone. We also did karate, shooting, and visited a sauna/spa.
I had some plans for March:
- lots of tae kwon do to make up for what I missed last year when my retina fell off and I wasn't allowed to jump for months.
- speech making at Toastmasters to finish the Bronze award that got stuck years ago when I was on aromatase inhibitors
- SiL's OU graduation ceremony
- sGrandchild #3's drama performance
- trip to Liverpool with the choir
- a dental appointment
Then I got told my BC is back and although on the whole (some tests yet to come back) it's not an advanced cancer, treatment is messing up my plans. After an op, I'll not be doing so much at the end of the month, less tkd, no trip to Liverpool, and I'm already back on the aroma-nasty-ase inhibitors!
Lesson:
Do not tell God your plans.