Sometimes my life is just like the movies…

or maybe the movies are just like my life.  You know, the ones where things are going wrong in such a way as to suggest that coincidence can’t be responsible? For example, my phone dies as my husband says the first half of the address I have gotten lost trying to find. And my son wakes up from his nap 5 seconds after I lay down to rest. It’s things like that that just make me throw my head back, close my eyes, and try not to freak out.