Whether you’re superstitious or not, sometimes things happen that are just a little too coincidental. My Friday the 13th resulted in the following:
a client’s account was suspended so I didn’t get paid on time
my bidet started leaking and soaked my bathroom mat
a loose dog took off out of someone’s door and tried to confront my dog
pollen was so bad that my eyes were blood red, making contact lenses out of the question
It wasn’t even 1 p.m. It was the kind of day that makes you want to CTRL + ALT + DELETE and start all over again. I didn’t think the day could possibly get any worse until I returned home with my dog, unlocked my screen door, got ready to open my back door and saw this:
Somehow, some way, I managed to leave home to walk my dog, broke the key in the lock and didn’t notice until I returned. And this key opens the deadbolt lock and the doorknob key. I stood at my back door giggling. How much worse could my Friday the 13th get? While I’m sure my dog thought I was losing my mind, I pondered on what to do next (besides go through the front door). Somehow, my older brother’s amateur locksmithing lessons came in handy.