Is there, in fact, a Divine Plan?

[rosiespark]

You know, the sort of Plan where nothing happens without reason and where no matter what happens along the way, things turn out well in the end.

So just a few weeks ago, I was bemoaning the fact that I was never going to experience proper cinnamon toast, due to the fact that my oven has a pathetic grill that I couldn't imagine would ever get the cinnamon-y butter to bubble as described in mouthwatering detail by fajrdrako.

In completely unrelated (at the time) news, my microwave caught fire last Saturday owing to massive voltage surges in the mains electricity supply. Literally caught fire.



Thankfully nothing else was damaged because my brother the electrical engineer had warned me to switch off or unplug things like the fridge and the water pressure pump. Contemplating the unthinkable disaster of my new pc and tv being damaged, I unplugged those too and settled down to spend a not unpleasant candlelit evening listening to music on my mp3 player.

Luckily I was in the kitchen, preparing the cats' suppers, when it happened. I smelt something burning, and then noticed smoke coming from the microwave which was switched off but still plugged in at the wall. Eek! Cue its swift removal to the courtyard. I had to turn the hosepipe on it, firefighter-style, to put the flames out.

So yesterday was buy-a-new-microwave-day. It was also cinnamon-toast-day - the new microwave has a fierce grill. *happy sigh* I still think the Plan is wishful thinking, but still. I can haz cinnamon toast. My life is complete.