Ok, picture it, 64-year-old lady, hair going every which away but the right way. Pajamas on robe and bootie house shoes. It had been three days since the mail had been checked. So, I thought ok, you can do this just get up and walk out there in the cold and go it. I was feeling a bit better but not even what I’d call good, yet! I
Off I go and when I got to the mailbox like I had just come out of a cave I tell you. The sunlight killed my eyes. I remembered that the mail lady had been going around something in the street right by my brick mailbox, yep there it was. The live greenery and bow we always cut each year for Christmas and drape across our mailbox for the Holidays. The winds had bee so bad they blew it off. So, with three days worth of mail one total handful, I grabbed the huge greenery wired together by Mr. Shabby and headed to the trash.
Well, one large piece fell off not far from the mailbox, I could not bend over and pick it up, because the cracked ribs said no. I tried anyway but, my hands were too full and my balance was not so good that day, trying to lean to the last away from the ribs that hurt ha! So, I decided to kick it down the driveway a long one at that. Well, each time I kicked it my house shoe flew off, lol I would hop because it was old and I didn’t want my bare feet to touch the cold concrete and God forbid get sicker if that is even a word! I know, think about it. I looked like a crazy lady hair straight up a hot mess, with two hands full as I continued to kick this pine LIMB it seemed like down my driveway.
Now tell me, I know you have to be laughing if you can even imagine it. What normal person still sick looking like death would even care? They would leave that silly pine limb in the driveway until they felt better, right? No, not me, I had to kick it all the way down my driveway, hop put my house shoe back on and kick it again. Ahhhh, but the satisfaction of getting it done was AWESOME, and you think you still want to follow me??? LoL sometimes when I get something on my mind or get to doing something come pardon me “hell or high water” I’m a doing it! I did it, it’s done and I was so happy. Until the next day when my neighbor asked me what in God’s name I was going the day before? He said he and his wife watched me all the way down and laughed so hard. He told her she can’t leave it there she is stubborn that way.
I said I’m so glad I’ve been here all these years and you know me well. If I was at the new place already they might call the police on me. Oh, the things I do I laugh at my own self all the time. I am a funny lady really. Do you do things like that too?