I Should Have Chosen Kegel's
I am going to need some grace on this. There is a concept known by many, and it has a few names. Probably the less abrasive one is Brene Brown's idea of foreboding joy. Everything is going really well, and fear strikes because you just know that something bad is going to follow; probably soon. The much more offensive term is "the fuckening," It has the same basic definition: "When everything is going too well and you don't trust it and some shit finally goes down...Ah, there it is, the fuckening." You know, when you get a new landlord who cares about the building and starts making the repairs that have been necessary for a while. The hose that feeds water to the toilet tank gets replaced. You get up to pee at midnight, and it falls off and shoots a high-flying fountain of water all over you and the bathroom, creating a flood and soaking every towel in your house. Or you get rid of the couch on the wrap-around porch and clean it up to make a nice place to s...