Many years ago I used to excitedly wait for the clock on my parents double oven to turn 12:34. I would then run around the house celebrating. This was usually followed by lunch. Every so often, I would attempt to share my excitement with my brother, but I’m pretty sure he just thought I was crazy. Other times to look forward to were 1:23, 5:55, and of course 11:11.
So if you had asked me back then what I would me most excited about today, I would have answered 11:11:11 on 11/11/11.
But my first thought upon waking up this morning was “my best friend graduates in exactly six months.”
How things change. Happy 11s day everyone!