Oh, God! Why are you reading this?

One of the reasons I don't want to clean out my shed is I'm not sure something isn't going to run out. There's lots of cobwebs, and old stuff I forgot I had. Some of it hasn't been touched in decades. How do I know that's not something's happy home? And that 'something' could be really tee-ed off that I'm messing with it? Going through some of the shelves, I found all kinds of goodies I forgot about. There's all kinds of camping gear. At one time, I was deluded into believing sleeping on the ground was a fun thing. Today, my idea of roughing it is setting the air conditioner on "low". I found a bunch of tiki torches. There's nothing that screams "safety' like open flames on a wooded lot.
 

My shed is full of junk, if I remember well. There are lawn care things but now have a hired lawnmower person. There is a cart with wheels I used to use when shopping in town, another garbage can and things I cannot see when opening the door.
 

I finally decided to see a cardiologist. It's not bad, but my heart doesn't like to beat all the time. It took me 3 months to get an appointment, which was yesterday.
And, Idiot got the time messed up. The appt. was for 11 AM, for some unknown reason I was sure it was for 1PM. I have all kinds of reminders that it was 11 not 1, and nope, I never looked at them. So, I missed the appt., now it's on for October 1.
I'm beginning the wonder if I should get the brain checked out rather than my heart.
 
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