First, I have a coffee stain on my favorite white t-shirt. Any suggestions on how to get it out? I mean, besides soaking it in Polident?
Second, I came home this evening to find my front door standing wide open. I approached with extreme caution. Both my cats were sitting in the doorway looking at me, and since they are the spooky type, I surmised all was well. Still, I stuck my hand in the door and turned on the light, and gave the place as careful a look as I could from outside. I cautiously entered, moved from room to room and found all as it should be.
Since I am the only one with a key to my place I must surmise I left without locking my door. I went outside this afternoon with the intent to leave, saw a bunch of trash in my yard, cleaned it up, and then got in my car and drove away. You know, the leaving without locking my door thing never could have happened if a certain gentleman hadn’t thoughtfully fixed the doorknob latch. You see, the door used to not stay closed unless it was locked. Twice now I have thought the door locked — because it was closed — and it wasn’t.
Third, when one thing goes wrong Murphy steps in and all H breaks loose! My keyboard died about a month ago and the tech guy at school gave me another. That is because this comp belongs to the school, so the repairs belong to the school, too. Except tonight I poured avocado salsa on the new keyboard, giving it severe indigestion, right in the middle of composing this post. I just returned from Wal-Mart with a $9.00 keyboard. I don’t think that Mr. B. would believe I wore out a brand new keyboard that fast. I believe Murphy was invited by the same gentleman who fixed my door, since he asked me just the other day the price of maintaining a “free” machine. I told him there was none!
Fourth, I had to go to the doctor today for my annual EKG and breathing test (asthma and CPAP related). Of course they tell you nothing, so I’ll have no results until after I see the Doc in a couple of weeks. However, for the first time since moving to this sand cloud, I made the breath meter register full scale. It took three tries, but I did it! Yay for regular exercise!
As I was leaving the doc’s office, I stopped at the pay window. The lady asked me why I was there. I showed her my paperwork, and she said I was free to go. I thought that was strange. I said, “Are you sure?”
She said, “Yes, ma’am.” So, I put my checkbook back in my purse, and almost made it to the elevator when I heard my name echo down the hall. I turned. A poor little huffing and puffing nurse said, “We need you to come back.”
I returned to the window with my checkbook in hand. The lady said, “You owe a $25.00 co-pay.”
I responded, “I thought so.”
She demanded, “Then why didn’t you say something?”
I said, “You didn’t seem to want my money, and to tell you the truth, I’m not all that eager to give it away.”
The lady behind the window didn’t think I was funny, but the people in the waiting room had a good chuckle.