Joanna Paungger and Thomas Poppe wrote some books about living according to moon knowledge. In one of their books they write that you should not seek new places to live in Tuesdays and Thursdays. Otherwise you will not at home there. It sounds as superstition, my mistress thinks.
“She (Elena Ivanovna) was pleased with the river-banks and the gorgeous view over the green valley with trees, churches, flocks, and she began begging her husband to buy a small piece of ground and to build them a cottage on it. Her husband agreed. They bought sixty acres of land, and on the high bank in a field (…) they built a pretty house of two storeys with a terrace and a verandah, (…). The house had already been named the New Villa.”
Elena and her husband, the engineer took up residence in New Villa. They did not live in harmony with inhabitants of village. With given time, on the grounds of misunderstanding Elena and her husband moved away.
“The New Villa has long ago been sold; now it belongs to a government clerk who comes here from the town for the holidays with his family, drinks tea on the terrace, and the goes back to the town again.
Why had they (the engineer’s family and the countrymen) parted like enemies? How was it that some mist had shrouded from their eyes what mattered most, and had let them see nothing but damage done by cattle, bridles, pincers, and all those trivial things which now, as they (countrymen) remembered them, seemed so nonsensical? How was it that with the new owner they lived in a peace, and yet had been on bad terms with the engineer?”
“The New Villa” by Anton Chekhov