I have to tell you….
I’m not a superstitious person.
I don’t throw spilled salt over my left shoulder.
I don’t freak out when a black cat crosses my path.
Walking under a ladder does not worry me.
I don’t have to exit through the same door I entered.
Each night, when I go to bed, there are thirteen comments on my blog.
Not every night, but most nights.
Usually, someone will comment the next day and bring the total somewhere past thirteen.
The number thirteen does not usually bother me.
It’s just a number.
But the fact that there are thirteen comments on most nights makes me a little uneasy.
Occasionally……… does not bother me.
But almost daily, kinda gives me the willy’s.
So if one of you who doesn’t normally comment, could comment each day…..maybe I could sleep a little more peaceful at night.
I know it’s just a number.
But there’s no sense in tempting fate, right?
Strange thing is…when I wrote this post, I didn’t realize that it was so close the Friday the thirteenth.