Okay guys, let me tell you about my angel number experiment today. Honestly? I used to roll my eyes when people talked about repeating numbers everywhere. But last month, my barista kept seeing 11:11 on her clock every damn day, so I decided to try this “Little Words Project” thing for myself.
How I Started
First I grabbed this cheap notebook from my junk drawer – cover’s half torn but whatever. Wrote today’s date at the top with this leaky blue pen I found. Every time I caught a repeating number pattern today, I’d jot it down quick with where I saw it. Like around noon, my microwave clock showed 12:12 while reheating leftovers. Wrote that down with “kitchen microwave” next to it.
Didn’t trust those angel number websites at first. Seemed like horoscope stuff to me. But when I saw 555 on a license plate while driving to Walmart, I caved and looked it up later. Supposedly means big changes coming? Whatever, just scribbled “possible change” beside the note.
The Real Work Began
My phone kept buzzing with notifications and I almost forgot twice. After lunch I set a weird alarm – plays this duck quacking sound every 90 minutes to remind me to check for number patterns. Annoying as hell but worked.
Interesting moment around 3:30 PM. My laptop battery died at 33% and when I plugged in, the charger sparked. Saw 333 on the notification. Freaked me out so I wrote: “laptop near death, possible tech issues???” Then felt dumb for taking it seriously.
What Actually Happened
When work ended, I flipped through my messy notes. Saw I’d recorded seven number patterns total – mostly 111s and 444s from random places:
- 111 on elevator panel
- 444 on grocery receipt total
- 222 in podcast listening stats
Weirdest thing? None of the “meanings” matched what actually happened. The 555 prediction about big changes? Nope, just regular Tuesday. But here’s the twist I didn’t expect:
Just writing stuff down made me notice how often I look at screens and receipts and clocks all day. By 5 PM my brain was scanning every damn number automatically. Parking meter? Check. Gas prices? Check. Page numbers? Double check.
The Real Benefit
Turns out it wasn’t magical number crap. Doing this made me realize two things:
- First, I’m glued to my devices way more than I thought – seeing those numbers forced me to admit it
- Second, keeping physical notes about dumb stuff actually calmed my anxiety between Zoom calls
My takeaway? Angel numbers themselves probably mean nothing. But the act of noticing small details in daily chaos? That’s gold. Made me look up from my phone more, noticed some cool street art during lunch break. Would I do it again tomorrow? Probably not. But the mindful moment thing stuck with me. Grab any notebook and try it – worst case you’ll waste three minutes writing numbers.