Ive been trying out “The Secret” and the law of attraction for several years. I believe in coincidence and am somewhat sarcastic so I’ve had mixed results. For some reason I just have the gift when it comes to manifesting furniture. I can’t manifest a boyfriend who isn’t a jerk or a big pile of money, furniture is my thing. Remember a few years ago when I manifested a new living room set for my mom?

I’ve been living without a couch for the past four months. I’ve been using a futon that doesn’t have a back on it. This is not good for fibro. However, since I’ve only ever found maybe three couches that were comfortable I didn’t have time for the search. I didn’t have the money for it. I just wanted furniture with a back on it. I kept checking at a thrift store about an hour away from my house. I’ll go every few weeks, just hoping for something. It’s a popular thrift store so whenever I see anything good, it already has a tag on it saying that someone bought it. This was OK because I didn’t have a way to get a couch home. I couldn’t lift it up my stair well. It’s a simple thing but to me owning a couch was just an impossibility. I know it’s not like finding a malignant Mesothelioma treatment, it’s just a couch. It shouldnt be this hard but it was.

My mom was down for a visit and we headed to the thrift store and there it was. A practically new microfiber, beige couch. It had rolled arms and a high back so it’s really comfortable for fibromyalgia. They had just set it out so it wasn’t sold yet. It did have a few small ink stains on it but I knew that supposedly you can clean anything out of microfiber. It was only $50.

However, we still had a few problems. How was I going to get it to my apartment, I didn’t know anyone with a truck. Well my dainty mother in her ballet flats and over-sized purse announced that she could drive a truck. Off to the Home Depot to rent a truck. The whole time we were going to get the truck I kept thinking, please don’t be a stick shift please don’t be a stick shift. Instead it was just an oversized pickup that was fairly easy to drive.

The next hurdle was getting it in my apartment. I had underestimated my stairwell with it’s many twists and turns. My dad was there to help, but the magical couch just wouldn’t fit. I was afraid that we had done all this work just so I could sit out in the parking lot comfortably. Then I looked up my lane and there was my brother who lives 300 miles away. He was on vacation close to my house and stopped in to see my new place unexpectedly. As it turns out he helps his friends move every weekend and had the couch in my apartment in a matter of minutes.

Yes, it could be coincidence. Yes, I had to work for it. It might seem simple and silly to others, but so what if it is coincidence? I find that the more grateful and excited I am about these “coincidences” the more they happen.

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