Saturday, June 5, 2010

SOMETIMES LIFE GOES IN THE TOILET.

Saturday morning. I have both doors open again. But "I" and I have not ventured out into the world yet. The morning air feels wonderful. I am going to go out and dust the yard with Seven dust soon. I am drinking coffee as I write to give me that power boost.

Don't you love the picture at the top of the page. In case you have forgotten its, "Ryan with the dancing blue eyes." Peering down a toilet. If he looks close enough he might see me. I feel I have been down there all week. Have you ever had a series of those days. When it seems like what ever you touch or do, it heads straight you know where. Where Ryan is peering. Now I think it doesn't behoove us to whine and cry about life's little curves but sometimes you have to hold on tight or the ride of life will throw you off.

This has been a week when I have had to hold on tight. No big earth shattering things happened just little ones that sort of make you lose your bearings. You know what I mean? The week has jumped and jerked along. Then came Thursday, check day. Last month they was late, not this month. Check day means bill paying day. The Emperor hates bill paying day. Now let me assure you, if the Emperor is not happy, then the land around him is not smiling. But we made it through, Thankfully.

Then to top the week off, yesterday I went to Walmarts to the grocery store. It was afternoon. I am sure you have been in Walmarts on a Friday afternoon along with two hundred or more people. Now I will explain, if you don't see well most of those two hundred will know you are there. Because you will have ran into most of them, I mean literally. i was not a most liked customer. Then finally I made it to the checkout. The girl pushed my groceries through. I waited. She stopped at a pack of applesauce cups. You know the six pack of indivual cups of applesauce. She got a paper towel and started wiping it off, carefully wiping to remove she said some stickiness. Then before my horrified eyes she spit, yes you heard my writing right. She spit on the paper towel and proceeded to keep wiping. I was so shocked I stood right there and let her do it.

So you see this has been definitely one of those weeks. I am staying home today. Hoping things kind of even out. Tucked away in my cabinet is the germ covered applesauce. I should call Walmarts but I hate to get a young girl in trouble. At least she's working. I give her an "A" for that much. I know I am getting older without even looking in the mirror. Because I constantly gripe about the young work force. They don't even know how to count your change back. Oh well. I have vented enough. I will shut my mouth and amble out of here for today. I am hoping for smooth sailing for a few days at least. See ya.

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