You bought a new car.*

Today’s tip is based purely on superstition.

I don’t give much credence to superstitions.  I quote from the Scottish Play (although I do tend to call it “The Scottish Play”), I walk under ladders, I’m fine with Friday the 13th and black cats.

And this particular superstition is not one I discovered for myself.

I got it out of the Reader’s Digest.

Thanks, Reader’s Digest.  (insert sarcastic growl here)

This is another one of those things where I would like to give credit where it is due, but I can’t remember who wrote the article.  I’m not even sure of the title, although I think it was the same as the headline and sub-head of this post.  That’s how I’ve always remembered it, anyway.

It was a humorous piece about how you can’t quite get ahead of the financial curve.  As soon as you buy a new car, the refrigerator breaks.  (Hence the advice not to tell the refrigerator.)

I don’t know about you, but I have noticed that this is true often enough to suggest, tentatively and with tongue only partly inserted in cheek, that you might want to be a little cautious.

Just recently, I decided we had enough in the remodeling account to replace some fogged windows here at Casa Lagarto and to finally get a tub for the bathroom where what was apparently a clawfoot tub had gotten up on its little clawfeet and walked out of the house with the former owner.

The result of that is that I am spending a fortune in co-payments for physical therapy on my shoulder.

Are the two things related?

Any rational person would say they are not.

I, usually, think of myself as a rational person.

In the middle of the night, giddy from lack of sleep (a frozen shoulder is extremely annoying in that way), I rather wish I’d somehow managed to do the tub and window research so that the left brain didn’t know what the right brain was doing.

So, that’s my tip.  I don’t really think you should lend it any weight.  But, hey!  You never know.