Not me.

I realized, about 10 a.m. this morning, that today is a Friday the 13th. I don't suffer from triskaidekaphobia, or fear of the number 13. In fact, I would happily stay on the 13th floor in the 13th room if it were offered. I actually embrace the number simply because people seem to shun it. I don't believe I've suffered ill because of it.

As an example, the bank problems, arguably, my absolute worst luck in the past 10 years, did not happen on the 13th. I made the deposit on the 7th and didn't discover the problem until late October. While November had a Friday the 13th last year, nothing happened to me then. In fact, I didn't even post on Friday, November 13th.

I discovered, when searching for photos of the number 13, that my Iowa Hawkeyes are ranked #13 in pre-season football polls. We are getting down to the wire here for the start of the Big 10 football season. I take that #13 ranking as a good omen.

It's been quiet in the office today. I am all caught up. I've done a lot of reading and, dare I say it, a fair bit of playing of a game, making strides in "solving" levels. I think I shall be lucky in that I'll be able to leave early, assuming the phone doesn't ring for the next 75 minutes, just as it hasn't rung for the last 75 minutes.

Although I discounted one of the tenets in that book on luck, I've come to see that it is rather true. I am "lucky" and it is about making luck where you find it. Perhaps that's also Zen, being in the moment and making the moment as good as you can. Since resuming my luck journal, I'm finding all sorts of ways that I am lucky throughout the day. It can be something as simple as being able to make a left turn out of the parking lot to onto busy Roosevelt Road and then getting into the right lane to make a right turn to go home. It can be as large as a special someone sending me a Target gift certificate. Luck really is where I find it. I just have to remind myself of that.

Superstitious? Yeah, I am. But, let's face it, I live with a black cat. She crossed my path at least 5 times in 75 minutes before work this morning. One of those times was on purpose because I had to comb her ruff to get a couple of small mats out of it. I consider myself extremely lucky to have her living with me.

Fear of the number 13? Not me. Heights however...

Beverage: Water

Deb