The most bizarre and amazing thing just happened.

Background #1: The best big concert I have ever seen was when U2 played Bush Stadium in St. Louis way back in 1992. I have not seen U2 in concert since, but they have always been one of my favorite bands, and I have always longed to see them again. And, well, they are U2. The biggest most iconic band that there is. Perhaps that there ever will be. I actually spent some time this afternoon looking for tickets online for either the Tuesday or Wednesday night show at the Oakland Arena, but not even Craigslist had a single tickets posted for sale. I was contemplating showing up, crossing my fingers, and dealing with scalpers, but....


Background #2: I have a matched set of backpacks listed on Craigslist for sale.


Just now, a woman and her son came by to try on the backpacks I was selling - they are planning a trip together to New Zealand. I was asking $175 total for both of them - roughly half what they cost new five years ago.

She saw the Blues Traveler ticket from Friday night sitting out on the counter, and jokingly asked if I was interested in a U2 ticket as well.

HELL YEAH!

Turns out her other son isn't able to make it into town for the show. She bought the tickets way back in April. Now she had a single spare. Just by random chance, it was in her purse. And the face value of the ticket was $183.

The matchup was too perfect. I gave her the backpacks, she gave me a LOWER LEVEL great seat ticket to go see U2 on Wednesday night.

Yeah!!!!! I love it when the universe twists and bends to make great things happen for me! :-)

I woke up this morning early, meditated, and set an intention that today I would make some serious progress in getting my act together - cleaning up the mess from Halloween, digging into some overdue chores, and more...

The first chore - emptying the dishwasher.

Swung open the cabinet door to start putting away plates.

*CRASH*

The door hits the golden head sculpture on the counter bar, and tips it over. The head falls through the top glass of my wine rack, shattering it. It continues to fall, and shears off the hand of a beautiful and treasured sculpture - the most dear piece of artwork I own.

There is shattered glass all over the living room floor right now. The kitchen and the apartment and my life are all feeling a mess.

This is NOT going to be an easy day.

*sigh*