Prediction Failures and My Lucky Day from Hell

Today is the first time I participate in Linda Hill’s streams of consciousness. To read about the rules and participate click here.

Today’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with ‘pre’.” Find a word that starts with “pre” and use it any way you’d like. The word I chose is “Prediction” and this post is about failed predictions. The first rule is: there should be minimal planning and no editing except typos. The picture above was what showed up in the middle when I searched “Astrology Prediction” on Shutterstock (I have an account). I picked it without looking too carefully at any other picture. As for the writing I am just letting it flow as MS Word corrects my typos for me. I already read one other person’s blog who has linked back their post, and I posted the SoCS Badge below. I hope I am getting it right.

My Lucky Day from Hell

These events took place in northern Sweden when I was about 14-15 years old. My dad was building a summer cabin, or rather a summer house at the time. My brother and I was helping him. Summer cabins, or summer houses, are very common in Sweden. Almost everyone has one, by a lake, a river, by the sea, or up in the mountains. He had asked me to put up a wall, and he had given me instructions for how to do it. I was determined to do a good job.

The magazines I used to read at the time had horoscopes in them and the horoscope for this day predicted that it would be my lucky day. This made me excited. I was certain I would do a great job. After all my horoscope predicted it would be my lucky day. What could go wrong on my lucky day?

I should say that I was a bit skeptical of horoscopes. They were vague and did not seem to be able to predict anything, and they certainly seemed to get my personality wrong. However, the lucky day prediction was a pretty specific prediction, so I took it to heart.

To build the wall I needed to predict how many planks to put up, and calculate the best distance between them, so building the wall involved some predictions, not the astrology kind, but the mathematical kind. I proceeded to build the wall. I predicted it would take a couple of hours. Unfortunately, it turned out my predictions / calculations were wrong. I started over but I made another mistake with my predictions and had to start over. My predictions were going wrong and I started to become frustrated. I continued to build and tear down the wall several times but on the seventh time I exploded in anger.

I randomly grabbed an axe that was lying on the ground, and I shook it and swung it around as I was running around in the yard screaming in rage. I don’t know if any of the neighbors saw me. Maybe they did and hid in a cellar or a basement. I hit the axe in a random place in the yard and to my surprise the earth swallowed up almost the entire axe. I guess I was strong.

Almost immediately water started gushing up from the ground. I had accidentally cut the waterpipe to the summer house. The waterpipe was buried in the yard and I had no idea. Water quickly filled up the yard until it looked like a shallow swimming pool. That’s when my dad came home. The wall was not finished, planks were laying everywhere, there was water gushing up in the middle of the yard, and the yard was inundated with water. He said something along the lines of “My God what happened here?”. He was angry and disappointed, and he had to call people to come and help us with the mess. It was sort of an emergency.

So much for my mathematical predictions, calculations, and so much for my Horoscope predicting about my lucky day.

I can add that I remember this incident because I recently left a comment about this unfortunate occurrence on someone’s blog. It is the first time I do this so please tell me if I got something wrong. Now it is Saturday here, so I am posting.

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What about you? Have you had a lucky day from Hell?