Today's fortune: Many successes will accompany you this year.
That's what I spoke this morning, accidentally breaking my weekend-long vow of silence.
Jamie walked into the bedroom this morning and I woke up. I looked at her, bleary-eyed and brain-clouded. And I said, "Hi."
That's it. "Hi." I knew instantly what I had done, and I covered my mouth, almost as if I'd uttered a string of profanities in front of the Pope.
So yes, technically, my two-day vow of silence is a failure because of two little letters.
I do not consider it a failure in the least. This has been one of the hardest things I've ever done. Don't believe me? Try being completely silent for an hour. Go ahead. Even if you're all by yourself, it's a challenge. You'll want to talk to yourself, your dog, your houseplants, your computer. It takes all your concentration and energy to not talk. Frankly, being quiet is exhausting.
Despite my two-letter slip-up this morning, I have continued my silent behavior all day. I'm moving toward Hour 40, which leaves only an evening to go. If I can make it through this with barely a squeak, I can make it through the rest of the fortune-filled year with no trouble.
I think this vow of silence has been an overwhelming success, one of many I've experienced during the course of this blog. I'm glad I took a vow of silence, and I don't ever want to do it again.
At midnight tonight, I will open my mouth and tell Jamie I love her. It's overdue. I haven't been able to say it for two days.