Saturday, September 05, 2009

Paranoia Pays Off Sometimes

"Did I roll up the windows in the car?"

I asked myself that question as we were driving away from the parking lot at work on Thursday. Dearest one and I had taken two separate vehicles in because our work schedules conflicted, but by the end of the day I was just too tuckered out to be safe driving home. Do you ever do that? Ask yourself some question and then dismiss it because you think you're just being paranoid again? I do.

I get to work yesterday, the morning after a severe thunderstorm, to be greeted by a coworker who told me that I might want to roll up the window on my car because it was starting to rain. When I told her I had left the car there overnight we both turned and rushed back out to the parking lot. I have no idea how my car stayed put all night. Why it wasn't vandalised or stolen. I figure a wet passenger side seat is a small price to pay for not listening to the voice in my head that wanted me to double check that I'd locked it up properly. I apologized to the car angels, if they exist, for tying up their time guarding my car when there is much more serious business for them to be doing.

Yesterday morning, as we were driving away from the yard, I thought to myself, I wonder if I unplugged my curling iron? That's a question I ask myself nearly every morning as I drive out of the yard. We have turned around, too many times to count, sometimes a mile from home, so that I can make sure I unplugged it. We have yet to find a plugged in curling iron waiting for my attention. So yesterday morning I dismissed that small voice and went on my merry way. Yesterday afternoon dearest one calls me and says, "Did you mean to leave your curling iron plugged in? Um, that would be a no. He tells me that when he walked into the house he smelled something hot and my curling iron was the culprit.

Do you ever wonder how to distinguish paranoia from the Holy Spirit's prompting?Sometimes they seem like a tag team.And those angels? They were probably sighing and rolling their eyes after I got my window rolled up because they had to morph in to house angels and go stand watch until dearest one got home to unplug the curling iron.


Madison said...

Too funny. You're blessed to still have a car and a home.

Lisa said...

yep, wonder every day how to distinguish that little bit of fear and paranoia from the Holy Spirit. Glad someone else does too :)

Steve E. said...

Paranoia: A psychotic disorder ......delusions of persecution, often strenuously defended with apparent logic and reason.

2. Extreme, irrational distrust of others. Ed: ...and of ourselves?

Yep, that's ME!
That's US!

Pam said...

intuitive thoughts are always amazing to me.
PS: I bring my flat iron downstairs and leave it in the kitchen every morning. I got tired of always having to turn around and go home to see if I unplugged it.

Ruralrose said...

hi first time here, came from Sue's blog, i have a curling iron with an automatic shut off, you should get one of those and leave paranoia at home, lol - it never fails to amaze me how we can be saved from big things and suffer from incidental things - it is His story after all - great writing here I am off to read more, thanks for sharing you are so darling - peace

Ellie said...

Oh, yes, I ponder this a lot. I have no answer yet, I just always go back and check. You know, that old saying - 'just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you...' :)

Can you loan me your house angels for a bit? Given the number of mishaps here these days I sure could use them.

lucy said...

i recently finished the book "blink". it talks about those initial instincts and why they are VERY often right on target, but we are experts at second guessing ourselves.

Anonymous said...

I don't do it as much since getting sober, but I have had many a ruined time by wondering and worrying needlessly and then the sick feeling when you are clueless and discover that you did forget the coffee pot, curling iron, locking the front door, etc.(sigh)

Daisy said...

Wow, you're keeping the angels hopping these days, Hope.

Almost every time, I leave the house but especially if I'm going away overnight, I wonder...
a) Did I lock the door?
2) Did I turn off all the elements on the stove?

VICKI IN AZ said...

Gotta love those Angels!

Happy Hour...Somewhere said...

Eye rolling angels who morph and tag team? My ex-sister-in-law kept her angels in constant flux...she has been known to leave a hot iron on the couch. That made for an interesting web-like smelly hole (strange polyester fabric). Front doors have been left open. I bet your angels have to work out at a heavenly gym.