Work with the KWS starts in two days, so naturally Murphy’s Law has been out in greater than normal force, because otherwise life would just be way too damn easy. A couple of days ago, while I was reaching for a binder of music on the floor, I somehow hit my lip on my reed desk. I’m still not sure how that even happened. Then tonight, I knocked my coffee grinder off the kitchen counter. Despite the counter being only waist height, and me being six feet tall, the plastic cover somehow managed to bounce – off a carpeted floor – high enough to hit me in the mouth. It occurs to me that having someone supervise me everywhere I go might be a good idea for safety’s sake.