I am having an inconvenient year

And by that, I mean that I keep inconveniencing myself.

Most of the inconvenience is related to rain; more specifically, rain getting into places where it shouldn’t. Like my room a couple of months ago. That happened again this past week; I left the window open when I went to work, and it rained during the day. Not as bad as last time (and my roommate cleaned it up for me), but still…this never used to happen to me that I can remember; now it’s happened twice.

Today, it was car. I left my sunroof open last night…totally forgot to close it. So when it started to rain this afternoon and I was sitting on my bed reading, I had an inkling that maybe I had left the sunroof open, but I was pretty sure I hadn’t. Like an idiot, I didn’t bother checking. So the rain thundered into my open sunroof for roughly half an hour before I looked out the window.

I used to have a sixth sense for rain. I once woke up in the middle of the night, instantly wide awake at the sound of the first raindrops, knowing that I had left my car windows open. I ran outside to the parking lot, leaped into the car, and closed the windows seconds before the downpour came. I stayed there for somewhere between five to ten minutes, because I would have been drenched.

Perhaps this is another sign that I’ve been away from BC for too long, and my weekend jaunts are no longer enough to recharge the batteries.

And perhaps I’m just growing careless.

Either way, I don’t like it.

The other thing I would classify as a self-inconvenience would be when I locked my keys in the car for the first time in my life. Nothing to do with rain, there…but at least I know why my mind was elsewhere (seeing as I had just about been run off the road moments before).

All in all, 2007 is thus far the most inconvenient year I’ev ever experienced…and there’s lots of it left.

The good thing is that I’ve managed to take all of the inconvenience with the general good humour and patience that I’d like to think I exemplify. As long as I’ve got that, I’m still the man I want to be.

Well, mostly.