I Woke Up This Morning….

I woke up this morning.

If you’re waiting for something more exciting to be added to that statement, it ain’t going to happen.  At this age, waking up and realizing that you didn’t die while you were asleep is an exciting event in and of itself.  The rest of the day can be all downhill from there but, once you get to 91 years of age, you’re thankful just to be able to open your eyes in the morning.  Even then, I have to check the Obituary Notices in the paper and if my name isn’t in it, I figure it’s a good day.

I was late getting up this morning.  I was used to getting up by 5 a.m. but, I figured what the hell and, I stay up to watch that Dave Letterman.  I’d watch that Jay Leno too but, his chin reminds me of my husband, Ernest.  I couldn’t stand the old son-of-a…… by the time he died.  After 65 years of staring at the same old mug day in and day out and waiting on him hand and foot, I’m not missing it much.  I figure I have eternity to look at it again.  I needed the break.

My cat, Busker is a pain-in-the-ass.  The damned thing wants something out of me the minute I open my eyes.  Reminds me of Ernest.  My daughter, Eileen thought I needed company so, she picked this cat up from a shelter and brought him to me.  I asked her what in the hell was I supposed to do with this thing since it’s all that I can do to take care of myself?  She told me a cat wasn’t any trouble.  All I had to do was to put down food and water for it.  I’ll bet she’s never had to scoop out a litter box before.  Hell, she’s got a cleaning woman and her husband, The Wuss, does all of the cooking for her.  I’m waiting for the guy to grow a pair and hand her an apron and a dishrag.  I hope I live to see that day.  Hell, I hope he videotapes it.

My son, Garry, thought I wasn’t getting enough mental stimulation for my mind so, he bought me a television set to put into my kitchen.  That bastard moved to Timbucktoo and only visits me when he needs money.  He put the television on my counter and asked me if I could spare a few hundred for some deal he’s got going or, some idiot business he’s trying to start up again.  I’ve watched him go through at least twenty of his get-rich-quick schemes but, the only thing that ever happens is that my bank account keeps going down.

I do use the television.  I turn it on right after I let Busker out every morning.  Damned cat is all around my legs until I let him out.  I’ve nearly fallen over him every day.  I’d leave the little bugger outside all night but, he sits on my windowsill, staring in at me and clawing at the window screen.  I’ve had the blasted thing replaced five times already so, once he’s got his belly full, I let him out.  He’s gone for the day and comes home when he’s hungry or wants something else from me, just like Ernest did.

I’ll fill you in on more but, right now, I need to hit the loo.  If you think that’s not exciting either, try having to use an outhouse and crumpled newspaper for toilet paper in the middle of Winter!

Talk to you all soon.












2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Mr WordPress
    Aug 24, 2012 @ 20:05:32

    Hi, this is a comment.
    To delete a comment, just log in, and view the posts’ comments, there you will have the option to edit or delete them.


  2. ponderinglifetoo
    Aug 25, 2012 @ 16:51:40

    What’s there to reply to? They said, “Leave a Repy” so, I’ll leave one.
    Once I’ve written something, I ain’t going to delete it and if it needs editing…..well….screw it.


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