Put my left shoe on first

Sounds like a common enough task, right? Well, I am a creature of habit and superstition.  I cross off days on the calendar for fear of the day being stuck in limbo if I don't.  I throw salt over my shoulder for fear of the wrath of seasoning that might occur.    Walk under a ladder?  Uh, no.  I realized several years back that I always put my right shoe on first.  Now I've asked people if they have a preference and most do.  But I think I realized it was a problem when I once slipped by putting on my left shoe first and actually took it back off to start over properly with the right.   Insane I know.  There are sports legends applauded for their funky socks never to have soap wash away the luck.  There are all sorts of superstitions and "traditions" widely respected all over the world.  But this shoe thing was simply silly.  So today...I put my fear aside...risked my life...and put on the left shoe first.  I even tied it.  Yep.  AND it was the 13th.  Looking back on 2010 and its series of miserable, sad and depressing events that dang shoe didn't do a thing for me now did it?!?  Would I get a flat on the way to work?  Food poisoning from the General Tso's?  What could possibly happen that would top this past year?  (Not that I'm challenging the universe or anything). So, I started a new day and I put my best foot forward...the left one!