I Think My Karma is Broken

I was having one of those unusually beautiful days where the kid got up when he was supposed to, I managed to have a nice hot shower with no interruptions, and the weather was unusually warm for January.  There was a little pep in my step and I went forth into the wilds of humankind in good spirits and gratitude.  Seriously.  I was like a 43 year old Pollyanna.  If I could have managed a jump and heel click I would have done it (but let’s face it, even attempting something like that would leave me with a broken arm…