
Friday the 13th Musings â February & March Edition
Itâs the first Friday the 13th of 2026. The month is February. So far itâs been quiet and no major issues. This is the first of three Friday the 13ths this year, which makes it a very special year â or at least a very interesting one.

February
The universe behaved.
The cats behaved.
Even the weather behaved.
Suspicious, in hindsight.
And then, on February 23rd, Mother Nature apparently remembered she had a reputation to uphold. She dumped a heavy, wet, backâbreaking load of snow on New England and buried us all. A Fridayâtheâ13th vibe⌠just arriving fashionably late.

March
March didnât bother with subtlety. It wasnât even Friday the 13th yet when I woke up to no service on my cell phone. Iâd been hacked. Again. These things happen â I shared the whole sad tale in my March 11 post â but apparently March was just laying the groundwork.
Then came Thursday, March 12, when the cats decided to contribute their own brand of âhelp.â

Banner makes his get away
First, Banner strolled over and hit the delete key at the exact, precise, worst possible moment of a data transfer. I took that as a sign to step away and wait for a quieter, catâfree moment.

He claims he was framed.
But Balboa had other plans. He emerged from his afternoon nap full of energy and mischief, and in short order he destroyed four â or was it five â mice.
Not the fuzzy, longâtailed kind.
The kind I actually need to use with my computer.
By the time he was done, I had a small graveyard of plastic mouse parts and one very proud pantherâcat.
Friday the 13th
And then came the big day.
Friday the 13th started quietly enough. We even managed to wrestle Instagram into submission â successfully, I might add â which should have been my first clue that the universe was saving its energy for something else.
Feeling productive, I decided to make a quick grocery run. Lasagna was on the menu for Saturday, and I
needed ricotta cheese. While I was there, I grabbed a couple of small extras. Total bill: $19.00.
Until my card was declined.
I had checked my balance before leaving the house. Plenty of money. No reason for drama. Yet there I was, standing at the Hannaford checkout with a perfectly good grocery order and a very uncooperative debit card.
Since I had to drive right past the bank on my way home, I stopped in. And thatâs where the real Fridayâtheâ13th twist revealed itself:
the bank had accidentally printed â or attempted to print â two replacement cards when mine was hacked. So they canceled the one I was using. The one in my wallet. The one I had just tried to use to buy ricotta.
Which means, of course, that I now get to go through all my autoâpayments and update the card number⌠again.
Two Down, One to Go
So thatâs February and March. A quiet start, a snow ambush, a hacked phone, feline sabotage, and a bankâcard fiasco â all before we even reach the halfway point of this âspecialâ year.
Weâll see what November brings.
Stay tuned⌠the calendar isnât done with us yet.
