It’s like the universe is trying to make up for Saturday night.
Bright and early, I check my e-mail, and see that I did, in fact, win the lottery to buy the new Neo Blythe, “Dark Rabbit Hole.” (Looking back at the lottery entry page, I see that they had 300 dolls, and I was assigned the number 480 when I signed up on the last day of the entry period, so it looks like my chances were actually better than 1 in 2, so that’s not saying too much.)
However, that made me check my bank balance and freak out, because it was so much lower than I expected. ($50 and $60 purchases add up over time, plus the quarterly payment to the pest control place had gone through since I last looked…)
Then I check my mail, and I have not one but three packages.
As an experiment, I put the school uniform of the Cardcaptor Sakura dolls on the Pure Neemo XS body, and it fit almost perfectly! (That, of course, was not in today’s mail, despite being in the picture. I’ve had the CCS dolls for some time now.) The hips on the new body were a bit too large, so the skirt had to be raised up a bit above the waist for its velcro to close, and the shirt can’t be pulled down over the skirt, but other than that, perfect. I’ll have to try all the other outfits on the body to make sure they fit–Mei Lin’s may not want to go on, which might cause some problems…or necessitate some really crazy re-bodying, like putting an Obitsu head on a Stacey body. (Gah! I can’t even imagine how that would look!)
It was actually already lunchtime when I checked the mail, and I was temporarily distracted by all my pretty packages, but then I remembered “oh, yeah, I’m supposed to be making lunch right now!” and went to the kitchen to wash my hands before handling the food.
When I glanced away from the sink and looked out the window above the sink, there was a hawk sitting on the rusty old clothesline pole right outside the window. It was just sitting there, staring at me.
I wanted to go get my camera — or at least my iPad — even though that would mean getting a picture looking through that dirty window, but I was afraid it would fly away if I moved.
While it was using its beak to tend to the feathers on one of its wings, I pulled my hands back from the sink; slowly, and yet even that made it turn its attention sharply back at me. I don’t know if it recognized that I was a person behind glass, but it certainly saw me as a moving object, whatever it thought I was beyond that.
So I just stood still and watched it for about another thirty seconds, at which time it turned around, and swooped away, soon hidden by the maple tree.
Since hawks aren’t too common in this particular area — though they’re common enough in the larger area surrounding this smaller area, if you know what I mean — and they’re a symbol of good luck at least in Japan, if not in other places, I’m viewing today as a lucky day for me.
So I’m going to go finally buy lottery tickets. Maybe it’s futile, but…it seems like the propitious time to try. (And my dolly habit is really breaking the bank, so it would be quite the boon if I could win!)