Reflections of My Life

Not sure what the day holds for me. I have to take a walk outside to the dumpster. Probably not going to sit out there because the smokers are out and usually sit out there all day. Too hot for me anyway. I am waiting for my Amazon package to be delivered first so I can do it all in one trip. Out to the dumpster and then to the mailbox and back. I hear people using the elevator so it must be working. As long as I can get back here is all I care about.

My days race by so quickly I can't believe it. I suppose this is what happens when you get to your seventies. People mention being bored and I can't even imagine that. I can't get everything done in one day that I planned on. Still working on my file cabinet though I admit I did not work on it yesterday. I get up pretty early but go to bed early too. I am turning off my fairy lights and see people still sitting outside. I can't say that is due to my age because I have always been like that. Morning is my time. I hate night time and always have.

My first husband would stay up all night watching television at his desk in our family room. Then in the morning I was constantly waking him up so he could make it to a client's appointment. I was calling his secretary to tell her he would be late (for some false reason, but she knew). She would change his appointment to a later time. Horrible way to run a business! He did work at his desk too so not just watching television but he could not go to bed at a decent hour.
 


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