Sometimes wishing makes it so...

In the past three days:

- a pie pan (that I may or may not have been eating straight out of) flipped over for no apparent reason. It was lying flat on my hand, and I was sitting down.

- the fork I eat lunch with disappeared. We moved everything on the table. I borrowed a coworker's fork. When I cleaned up, it reappeared underneath the cheese bag.

- No one knows where my keys are.

I'm going to take this as a good sign, methinks?
Blessed be!
Pennanti