Knock on wood!?

In German we have a saying: "It's the stupid who are lucky." If that is true, I must be very, very, very stupid.

Only hours after I received the final OK that my visa had been extended, I got an email that changed my still-sort-of-doubtful living situation in New York completely. For the entire month of January, I will be house-sitting at the Brooklyn Heights apartment of an employee of the Austrian Mission to the UN and taking care of her two cats - entirely for free!
Specifics: A one-bedroom duplex with a small patio (OK, maybe not the coolest thing in January), gym and laundry room in the building. The subway stop is a six minute walk away, and I can be at the office in 30 minutes.
And, best of all, I only have a couple of blocks to walk to see this:

If I were superstitious, I'd run and find some wood to knock on. Instead, while sort of waiting for something to go wrong, I'll just shake my head at a completely undeserved stroke of good fortune.

PS: I just came back from the Babson Midnight Breakfast. It is held from 10pm until midnight right before the finals, professors in aprons serve pancakes and waffles, and there is a raffle for massages and even a full semester tuition. It was packed, and I thought it was a great idea. This is the kind of stuff I will miss when I get home.