Tuesday morning has descended on us. I am hoping it is desending softly. I had worked on my blog some yesterday evening. When I got on the computer at 5:00 this morning my title was in Hindu. I had messed with the settings and this was what happened. Don't ask how I did it and why it was only the title. I worked for thirty minutes, it now is in English. I just hope it stays that way. If it changes back to Hindu, the title reads. "Nobody knows the trouble I've seen." I sure knew what I was talking about.
You know when I wrote last week that I had a bad day. Well yesterday I had a repeat. Steve didn't talk about his life after I am gone again. But just a real stinky day. Yesterday was check day. Not that there is anything left after I pay my part of the bills,but for a couple of hours I have a dollar in my pocket. I called Social Security office to see if it had been sent out. First I was on hold for almost thirty minutes. Then a lady came on, asked my name and my Social Security number. She brought me up on the computer. She knew no more than I did. in fact I am not sure who was more in the dark about the elusive check, her or I. There was no answers to ease my mind. Only to call back in three days if it didn't come in. I was depressed. I laid on the couch singing "Nobody knows the trouble I've seen." I didn't know what trouble was yet.
A couple of hours later Steve said he would buy Subway. Okay, I brightened at that thought. No cooking tonight. My spirits started rising. I could see the rain bow at the end of the rain. I hurried to get off the computer, the last words I heard him say was, "Close the door when you come out." I usually take my purse everywhere I go. I started out the door, leaving the purse behind. I won't need it I thought. I slammed the door shut just as Steve came around the house carrying "I." "You do have your keys don"t you, I asked. But somehow I knew the answer and it wasn't yes. No keys, locked door. I the wife the one that shut the door. "Nobody knows the troubles I've seen.
He had to call "Coats lock and key." Steve was not happy. Believe me, I was not happy. Because you see I knew although I was not the one who let the dog out, laid their keys down. Still it was all my fault. I think that has been the case from the beginning of time. The unwritten law says, the woman is always to blame.
Have you ever went somewhere in a car with your husband or a man you're connected too. He does not exactly know how to get to the place, he will not listen to your directions, they always think they can get there on their own. But of course they get lost. Wait a minute, who gets the blame. You got it, the woman. She may not have been driving, she may have known how to get there and tried to tell him. Men of course don't take direction, especially not from a woman. But when it all gets messed up, its the woman to blame.
I am hoping for a better day today. I will take my purse if I walk out the door. Maybe my check will come, the bills get paid and happiness will fill the Swift home. But somewhere today I will probably mess up again, doing something. "Nobody knows the trouble I"ve seen."
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