OK, nothing bad really happens on Friday the 13th; that’s only an old tale, right? So, I’m thinking I have nothing unlucky to blog about, right?
No, absolutely not, there was an element of bad luck to my day. It all started early when I told my significant other, twice, to leave the health debit card on the dining room table since I was picking up a prescription.
After showering and dressing I was ready to start my day. I grabbed my hat, sunglasses and purse and rushed out the door to my local drug store.
My Friday the 13th Shopping Trip
My first issue was that I was in the center lane and not the far-right hand lane for my turn. Traffic was heavy so, whoops, I missed my turn. I then turned around in a local park and shopping area and headed back to the drug store.
When I got to the parking lot of the drug store, there was another whoops, I forgot to pick up my health debit card on the table. Should I go back for it. No, I’m already here so I’ll have to use it next time.
After waiting for a short time in line, one person was ahead of me, I asked for my prescription. Sorry, the pills were ordered, and they are not in yet. I called this some time ago so I’m thinking this is strange. Anyway, she told to come back Monday, late in the day. Or better yet, call before I came in.
OK, I still need a Father’s Day card, so the trip was not a complete waste of time. Wow, it looks like most of the Father’s Day cards have been picked over and there are only a few remaining. Humm, I’m not buying the ones for $7 or $8 dollars; that’s kind of expensive for me. Here’s a cute one with the word Papa on it along with a brown bear. My significant other will think it cute, right? No not really but I bought it anyway. He’ll just have to love it.
When I get to cash register to pay for it, I note a coupon deal but when I go to ask about it, the cashier erases the discount, so I pay the full price.
Finally, I’m on my way home. When I get there, I discover the health debit card is not on the dining room table.
I fall asleep on the patio chair under the sun umbrella, so no dinner is made. Anyway, I now have a sun headache and go to be early with no dinner.
Ending Comments
In 2025, this is the only Friday the 13 we will experience. That’s a good thing as far as I’m concerned. Really, how was your Friday the 13th?
NOTE: I made the black cat basket, and it is more for Halloween treats than it is for bad luck. Another whoops moment for Farmhouse Magic Blog.