Thank you for posting this. It gave me a chuckle. I live with several people who step into a vortex of concern/sadness/anxiety over numerous little things. I find it puzzling, as I don't even get that impacted by huge things. Perhaps it's because I've finally realized I can't control everything. I can be careful when I cross the street, lock my doors, pay my bills. But, sometimes drivers drive up onto the sidewalk. And sometimes people break into your car or house even if you lock the door. And sometimes people make mistakes when you pay your bills and it still looks like you didn't pay your bill. In other words, the universe is really in control. So if I waste some juice, I don't worry about it. And if I waste some food, I don't worry about it. Because I believe the universe knows where I am all the time. It knows what I'm doing all the time. And problems know how to find me, so I don't go looking for them. I do what I can to avoid problems, but I don't let little things bother me. Having said that, it really bothers me that these people close to me allow themselves to fret over stuff that doesn't really matter. I laughed out loud about your fake finger nails. It's such a human nature thing.

When I flew home from Calgary the other day, the plane didn't have aisles that were in alignment with each side of the aisle. So seats 5 A, B and C were slightly closer to the front than seats 5 D, E and F. I looked up at the sign for seats 5 D E and F and thought, that means seats 5 A, B and C are right across from it. I didn't even check the sign above seats 5 A, B and C. So I sat down in row 6 by mistake, because the seats were staggered. And everyone else from rows 2 to 5 also sat in the wrong row. Just before the plane was going to take off, a man told me I was in his seat, so I pointed at the sign that said 5 D, E and F. He said "yes that's fine, but the sign above your seats says 6 A B and C. About twelve people all had to get up and move one row ahead. This makes me laugh today, even though it happened a week ago. There was this total chaos and confusion for about ten minutes as twelve people all had to get up and move one row ahead. Life is funny. I couldn't stop laughing about this for about ten minutes after the plane took off.

My friend and her husband missed a flight once because she remembered the arrival time as the departure time. As they argued in front of the Airline clerk as they re-booked their flight, I guess she got tired of their bickering and she said:

Look! Do either one of you have cancer?!

They both said "no."

She said: Then it's going to be okay!

And that was the end of their arguing.

Love your finger nail story, it will make me smile every time I think of it.