The Boy Scout Rides Again, the stupid macaroon.!!

Hi Joe:

Well, we are fine and our kitten is now fixed so we won’t have to worry about more kittens. There are a few people that I have met, that the same thing should have happened to their parents. I know its nasty but you wonder wtf sometimes.

I gotta tell you this story about my supposed friend. Well, since this has happened I don’t think he is a friend, but, he is somebody I know. I asked if I could lend a hand helping him move some stuff into his new home and they said ok. Boy Scout rides again to another flaming adventure. What a macaroon.!!

I was planning to use my truck to help but it turns out there is 4 of us in a car and a trailer to move stuff. I was thinking this is going to be easy and I can be home early and do some stuff around the house. Well, it started that way and then the wheels came off the whole dam train. Somehow, We ended up moving 3 sets of appliances, fridge and stove from 3 locations??. As well or instead, I haven’t figured that one out yet.

So, let me tell you how this went. And for added suspense, the doors had to taken off the fridges because they were large or the door openings were too small and then reassembled again at the new locations. And in one case the house door was removed.

And from what I remember not much was really moved in the first place or maybe. * now pay close attention if you lose your “place” you will have to start over. And maybe you should reread, to grasp this moment, I didn’t believe it when I read it and I was there in person.!! It’s a true story, really, really.

* Having said that,I will remind you that this story has been embellished for dramatic's for your enjoyment.
You don't really think that could happen to a person, even he is a Boy Scout do you.??

Ready.?? Place #1, is the where all the stuff is leaving from, to go to place #2, the new place.

Place #3, is the place where the appliances went to from place # 2 and the appliances from place #3, went to place #1 and the appliances from place #1 went to place #2. And there is a place #4, keep reading.

And when the appliances from place #3 made it back to place #1, They came from place #4, to go to place #3 because we were getting new appliances and place #3, needed some because they just moved in some time ago and it was decided our stuff was better than what was there.. So, Did you get all that.??

Wait, wait, there was stuff moved, only I was not paying much attention and all I know is I was there until about 5 o’clock in the evening and all I had was 2 bottles of water. WTF you say??, yes this is what happened. I might have had a few candies.???, I don’t remember, it was a zen flash.

And when its all moved, then they said well lets eat and there wasn’t a thing started for supper and they were still thinking of what to have. 3 women were there most of the day, (place #2) and they were rearranging all that we had placed there in the first place. What, more places.??

So, if you are a smoker, you don’t get real hungry. But, if are a mean moving machine, I get real hungry. Bullshit to this, I am sorry I hear my mom calling and she says my supper is ready.!! And they still wanted me to stay and eat and I said no, I really have to go home.

And it was a warm day and I was wearing the coveralls made in 99% polyester and they were hot and I was steaming. At least somebody could had enough foresight to have some beverages and pizzas for us. Like a frosty, ice-cold, perspiring, freezing, beer for shits sake. With a thick rising crust with a cheesy surprise and double tinged basil sauces, portabella mushrooms ,red n green peppers, olives, bacon bits, is that too much to ask for???. NO.!!

So, when you get back home and think about all this will a cold one in your hand, all these random thoughts from the day coming crashing into my head and I say, hey there is a story here. Quick scribble it down. And of course I am shaking my head in wonder, WTF, where are some peoples heads.

So, you ask if I can help you move sometime, don’t be surprised if I say” no”, I am helping my mother with something, sorry.!!. all day and I am staying for supper and I am doing the dishes and then we are going to knit some socks.

See you, Joe.

I am the Sears Catalogue Man.

Hi, back again with more of my ramblings. On my route I see shifting dynamics in the neighborhoods such as homes up for sale, homes sold and remodeled and new Families moving in and older people moving out.

To-day’s story is about, an senior, a women, who is struggling with her daily activities and still proud to be in her home but, she now does not pay attention to the small details as her world slowly starts to close in around her. Luckily, there is a next of kin that comes to help and soon she will be moved to a sheltered residence.

When I spoke to her she still remembers when she and her husband first moved there and began to raise their Family. She spoke of where he worked and she was a stay at home mom because the kids came home for lunch and she needed to be there after school. She enjoyed that trip back to memory lane and all the things that meant something to her as a young mother and the fun that they had along with the struggles.

Her kids are grown with their own Families now and she sees the grandkids regularly and enjoys them and is glad to see them leave, they are so busy. Her husband has passed away and she now watches a little TV and looks at the photo albums and quietly naps on the couch. Her time has a certain routine to it now and she gladly follows it as her time here begins to dwindle away.

She is glad to see company once in a while but prefers to be on her own and let the leisure time shroud her as she drifts away in the memories of yesterday. Who knows what she dreams of and how far back she can remember or does it matter as her medication works its magic and gives a small reprieve in time. She begins to muddle up her pills and takes them randomly and has no sense of what is the proper dosage.

Luckily, for her there is a relative that has observed the same thing and has began to come over regularly to care for her and slowly she begins to awaken from her self induced stupor and begins to enjoy what the days and new company have to offer. She begins to go on escorted trips to the store and visit her kids at their home and reawakens within her a reason to her life.

She now begins to work in the yard pulling weeds and replanting flowers and enjoys the pleasure that she has missed for such a long time. She feels a purpose to her life and has told me that time indeed does fly by.

So, her opinion is to live each day and do as much as you can before you can’t.

She was later taken to a nursing home and there she will look forward to, her entitlement, to meet her maker and go in peace to be forever young and throw away the burdens of life and mingle freely among her predeceased relatives and friends. When I visit she barely recognizes me, but I talk to her like this is o.k. and not to worry I, too have spells when I can’t remember stuff either.

Good bye, my spiritual grand mother, live well,................see you tomorrow.