Do you all remember the saying "finders keepers, losers weepers"?
I do and I still believe it today!
Randomly when I am sorting the husbands laundry, I will find some Cashola. Isn't it fair to say it's mine since I found it?
I think so. He may not. Especially, since I am doing HIS laundry. I usually find it after the wash so it is wet and needs drying, but a little water does NOT hurt anything.
I spent yesterday around town with my Mom and last night when we all jumped into the car to go to dinner, I found a $20 bill on the floor!
Woo Hoo! I quickly chanted "Finders Keepers!". They had no idea why I was saying that so I explained to my Dad why I was so happy.
Should I have just taken the money and not said anything or should I have yelled as loud for the cows to hear?
You tell me.
I was only kidding and had every intention of giving the money back to my Mom. It was clearly hers since it had fallen on the side of the passenger seat.
I think we all love pure, simple LUCK. I still pick up a penny if it's on heads and won't dare touch it if it's tails.
I guess that makes me a little superstitious, but whatever works I guess.
Cheers to the luck of the good 'Ol Irish and finding new things!