Moving on to First grade

Woke up with numbers running through my head. Many people believe in numerology. I’ll have to check that out when I get more time. Right now, I just want to get this out. At first, I was dreaming. I just saw flashes of dice, a calculater, and a list of numbers on a sheet of paper. I’ve never paid a lot of attention to numbers, but then I started thinking about the significance of different numbers in my life. That’s when I decided to write this down.

One – Number of times I’ve been married; number of husbands I’ve had in 31 years.

Two – I feel like I live a double life: two kids, two grandkids, two cats, two dogs, two cars, two dollars to my name.

Three – Heaven; Father, Son, Holy Ghost; Good things happen in threes, bad things happen in threes.

Four – My best friend’s favorite number, even has it in her email address. It’s been her favorite number since we were in elementary school.

Five – My new favorite number, see below for my old favorite number. I have five 5’s in my (government issued tracking) number. I hope that’s not enough information for the scam artists to steal my identity.

Six – Use to be my favorite number, the reason for this goes back to elementary school when my best friend told me her favorite number was four. See, we both had Shetland ponies; hers was named Shorty (6 letters), mine was named Tiny (4 letters). Since she had chosen 4 as her favorite number, I figured 6 should be mine. Later, I decided I did not like the number 6 because of the connection with the devil (666) and a sex act (69), so I changed my favorite number to 5, since I was surrounded by them, except that I hate writing the number 5 because I can’t make them look pretty. It’s a love/hate relationship.

Seven – According to my mother, this is my lucky number, along with 11 and 21. At birth I was 7 lbs, 11oz. and 21 inches long. I’ve tried playing those numbers in the lottery, but so far they’ve been a bust.

Eight – I use to coach cheerleading. All of the competitive routines are set to 8-counts. It starts out 5, 6, 7, 8, and then 1-2, 3-4, 5-6, 7-8, with emphasis on the odd numbers. Most routines have 40 or more 8-counts. I got to the point where everythng I did had an 8-count. Straightening my hair in the morning, running,  listening to music, waiting in line, listening to a boring conversation, everything was set to an 8-count.

And thenumbers keep adding up and multiplying. I never noticed how important numbers could be. I hated math in school, but this isn’t math, at least not the math I remember.

Do you have a number story?