They’re Coming to Take Me Away

This morning, i had an occurrence, an event. After it had unfolded, i texted my closest family about it and drew some encouraging words (which i greatly appreciated). After that, i reflected and decided i really do what i noted i might in the last parenthetical statement.

You see, i thought you might enjoy the fact that i can laugh at myself even in my advanced years:

They’re coming to take me away, hah, hah! This morning, i arose at 5:00, which is pretty normal, but it was early tasks day. i dutifully collected all of the trash and recycle cans in the house, hauled the big bins around to the front of the garage, moved my widowed neighbor’s bins to the street, returned to mine, filled them from all of the trash, recycle, and yard waste from the house bins, added a grunch of cardboard we had collected into the recycle bin, and hauled them all to the street. i came back in to the kitchen and made Maureen’s coffee, arranged the 4,769 condiments next to her frother and cup that has “Naughty” etched on the outside, ground my Peru beans roasted three days ago, put them in my micro-filter press Maureen had given me, set the table for her (i’m dieting…again), pressed the press and poured my coffee into the cup Sarah gave me for my birthday, which has a drawing of an old, slightly pudgy, bespectacled bald man in a Padre jersey and waving a Padre pennant. i sat at my computer, and went through my morning reads, all the while very proud of myself for such a good job taking out the trash. Maureen awoke and came by my office. “Why did you take the recycle out?” i haughitly replied, “i took all the trash out!” “But it’s Monday,” she responded. Trash pickup is Tuesday. i feel a little bit old today. (think, i’ll put this in a post.)

4 thoughts on “They’re Coming to Take Me Away

  1. I can’t remember what day it is either half of the time. I bought myself a watch with the day and date which i now can’t even see. Oh well, life goes on.

  2. Fortunately Mondays are PB trash days , otherwise I wouldn’t remember either. However how to remember blue bin days are another problem. So I asked my neighbor recently (he’s 30 years younger) how do you remember which day is blue bin day? He said he just looks up and down the street to see what every one else has put out on the street🙄 this concept won’t help if YOU are the first on the curb with you trash! You are in good company my friend.

    1. Thanks, Jean. i am considering writing an epilogue that will explain my sister gave me clock for Christmas. It doesn’t tell the hour. It tells you the day…and i still got it wrong.

  3. Fortunately Mondays are PB trash days , otherwise I wouldn’t remember either. However how to remember blue bin days are another problem. So I asked my neighbor recently (he’s 30 years younger) how do you remember which day is blue bin day? He said he just looks up and down the street to see what every one else has put out on the street🙄 this concept won’t help if YOU are the first on the curb with you trash! You are in good company my friend.

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