The Number 17

I like the number 17. I don't know why. I used to like the number 7 best...guess because I thought God liked seven. So when and why the switch to 17? Dunno...but if I'm trying to wait and do something for "good measure", I'll like count to 17...or if that won't be enough, then I'll double it and do 34. I could be stirring something....and I'll think it's "about done", and give it another 17 swirls.
Silly? Perhaps...but I'm finding that consistency and predictability bring tranquility (whoa...that rhymed!). And even though this is a very small thing (and it is, I guess...some would even say it's too trifling to talk about)...I'm looking at it and thinking "why not"? Usually the way we are in one area of our life, we tend to be in others.
I'm some ways, I guess I still have vestiges of my "seven"-orientation at play. I'll often divide small things into seven steps, for example---and I still tend to think that a good list has fourteen things on it (double-seven). Okay, I'm weird...fair enough...but I rather like the way I'm gravitating over to 17. Call it a personal quirk, it's still a "touch-stone" of predictability.

Troy