I will never ever win the lottery. It's always someone old, or alone, someone that was laid off recently, or 30 people that share it. The way the universe works for me is that my 'lottery win' is finding a quarter in the couch, or not shitting myself when I'm nowhere near a bathroom (this one I actually haven't won but that's a story for another day).
Case in point: today. The morning to be exact. Everything is going better than planned. The wife is up, kids are up, lunches are ready, school things are all ready to go. It couldn't go better. The drive to work was bearable. I even made it to the gas station with the gas tank empty light on. Parked the van at work and headed to the office.
And then the universe decides to nudge me.
I look down and I AM WEARING TWO DIFFERENT SHOES.
This morning was too good to be true.
That is all. Run along.