I woke up feeling like death warmed up and dragged myself to my PC - now you tell me that it is Friday the 13th. ;-( I am off back to bed to read my paper and ponder the meaning of life and whether there is any point to all of it.
I could do with a bar of chocolate to cheer myself up. ;-)
So far this Friday 13th has been good to me. My hospital app't was 10-30am & I was seen on time, my home transport was on time, a cuppa was waiting for me, & a parcel I'd been waiting for was delivered. + good results from the hospital over the phone. Today so far I'm not a sceptic.
Who says Friday the 13th is unlucky? I just found a full can of lager on the wall outside my house that was conveniently already open, and quite warm, which is a bonus on such a cold day.
I'm normally wary of Friday 13th,
however the sun is shining (Dover area) the beach was deserted and the dogs are loved it, the security man made me a coffee in his gatehouse, and all's well with the world so far.
I'm not supersticious but my Friday 13th hasn't been wonderful so far. I ran out of milk so couldn't have my Wheetabix and I coughed up £250 at the dentist. They didn't even do anything.