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Omens: I awoke and my watch, which I wear because it has a sleep tracker and also because I can check the weather from bed on it, had fallen off because the band had broken. Curses!
However, my sleepy boyfriend (who I bullied awake at 6am to leave the house at 6:03 to go vote) managed to find his spare watchband with his eyes mostly closed (I knew it was on his side table somewhere, and indeed it was).
AND, I found my set of miniature screwdrivers, and with much struggle and cursing, managed to take out enough links to make the metal watchband fit me, and now I am wearing my watch again. (I like the metal watchband slightly better than the leather one, which sometimes gives me a rash so I have to wear it on the wrong arm, but I broke my own metal watchband by falling on it during a hike, in a very dramatic fashion that almost involved going over a waterfall, so.)
So, the omen is apparently one indicating that inconvenience will be surmounted by much complaining and forcible getting-together of one’s shit, so I can handle that.

Omens: I awoke and my watch, which I wear because it has a sleep tracker and also because I can check the weather from bed on it, had fallen off because the band had broken. Curses!
However, my sleepy boyfriend (who I bullied awake at 6am to leave the house at 6:03 to go vote) managed to find his spare watchband with his eyes mostly closed (I knew it was on his side table somewhere, and indeed it was).
AND, I found my set of miniature screwdrivers, and with much struggle and cursing, managed to take out enough links to make the metal watchband fit me, and now I am wearing my watch again. (I like the metal watchband slightly better than the leather one, which sometimes gives me a rash so I have to wear it on the wrong arm, but I broke my own metal watchband by falling on it during a hike, in a very dramatic fashion that almost involved going over a waterfall, so.)
So, the omen is apparently one indicating that inconvenience will be surmounted by much complaining and forcible getting-together of one’s shit, so I can handle that.
