Though I once was, I am no longer superstitious. Still, I pay attention to superstitious things, like paraskevidekatriaphobia. Today, of course, is Friday the 13th, the day we all fear because there were 13 people at the Last Supper, and witches like to meet on Fridays, and they like groups of 13, including the devil, and the dark Norse goddess Freya usually met with her evil friends on Friday the 13th, and of course, that was the day that began the 1307 persecution of the Knights Templar by the French crown (and I'm a bit of a fan of Jacques de Molay). Last year, Hurricane Charlie ripped a few new holes in Florida on Friday the 13th. This year, the day started off as the worst day in 45 years for New England serial murderers, but that didn't really concern me.
Now, however, it's 9:00 a.m., and my day is off to a lousy start. First, my daughter was upset because I didn't sign a permission slip for something about which I want to know more. So I tried to talk to the teacher this morning, hoping to find out that my concerns are unfounded. Unfortunately, the teacher wasn't in today. His mother had a heart attack and he is at the hospital.
Next, I had a somewhat important court appearance in Los Angeles. Sadly, the judge had to take his wife to the hospital, and we checked in only to find that the whole matter was going to be put over a month because the judge couldn't take the bench today.
So my day is off to an unlucky start. But it's been a lot more unlucky for the people I've been scheduled to meet. I'm already starting to worry about the client who is supposed to come in a 2:00 p.m. At the rate we're going, his kid's school is going to blow up or something.
I hope your day managed to get better has it progressed. My daughter and I had a lousy start this morning as well.
I just finished posting about all the unlucky Friday the 13th stuff, but totally forgot about Hurricane Charlie. Shoot.
Posted by: Retro Girl | May 13, 2005 at 17:44