Another Full One

 

Enough already. I worked up a sweat moving knick knacks off the shelves in the corner of the living room. A job that took hours. Every year or so I move the cute little dust catchers and wash the shelves. I did not start the day with that in mind but you know how things go, one thing has to be done before another can be done and still one more before that and pretty soon you are committed. In the middle of it all I felt like I should be committed someplace where I couldn’t harm myself. But that is not likely to happen. I do not let anybody with that power see me in such condition.

Anyway back to the beginning. I was doing my morning walk around the furniture with a cup of coffee. I should have walked outside. Would have if the rain hadn’t still dripped off the branches. Well I decided that the corner nook was absolutely cluttered so I couldn’t appreciate each one singly. Sort of like seeing the forest but not a single tree. I did the logical thing and picked up the items and what do you know? The reason I couldn’t clearly see the details was because of the accumulated dust. Can’t run a duster over them where they stand, either because the dust just dances in the air until I leave the room then it diabolically settles down in a new and different place. Playing musical chairs.

Not really heavy lifting, the work required constant going from the shelves to the sink and back again. No landing in jail just keep going and no collecting $200. There didn’t seem to be an end to it. But enough is enough. When I began to put the items back without cleaning I figured it was time to quit. There is a good side. I managed to throw out bags of paper generated during the planning for the library expansion. Stacks. The committee went through deliberations about the needed space. Then what the space should be for. Then where to put the stuff. Then a contractor and then more deliberations. And I saved every sheet.

But I digress.

The day was tiring and although the job isn’t totally completed I can see the progress. I will catch up some other day when there is nothing better to do. Now for supper. No cooking thanks to the care plate that I brought back from the Cardinal turkey feed.

Wrapped up in my colorful fleece I will lay back in my comfy chair and take a pre bedtime nap. Couldn’t have asked for a fuller day.

Naomi Sherer

 

 


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