October 27, 2009
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On Being Dumb
I woke up to pouring rain this morning. I deliver Meals on Wheels on Tuesdays, so I decided to wait as long as I could to go out into it. I usually leave the house at 10:15, but this morning I waited until eleven o'clock, hoping the rain would stop by then. It did, and I didn't get wet.
What I did do, though, was lock myself out of my house. I have a standard routine whenever I leave the house. I get my keys and my wallet from the dresser in our bedroom, and I get my cell phone from my desk in the study across the hall. Well, I got my cell phone this morning, but I forgot my keys and wallet. When I went to get into my car, I realized my keys were locked in my house.
We have a hidden back door key, and I was able to find it with minimal effort. I got my wallet and keys, and I was good for the day. I really felt dumb for doing that, though. When I told Beth about it this afternoon, she confessed she's done that several times, and she always feels dumb when she does it, too. So, for two days in a row I've felt dumber than dirt, but I'm really not all that dumb. Usually.
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Well at least you still have to do it a few more times before catching up to Beth.
@heckels - Beth fell this morning as she was loading food into her car for a breakfast for a faculty at a middle school that has, historically, not supported her program. She hurt her left arm. She assures me it's not broken (because it doesn't feel like it did when she broke her foot and her leg), but it's swoolen. She's not in much pain, though, except when she moves that arm. Try walking without moving your arms.
It was her left arm, and, fortunately, she's right handed. That means she can wipe herself. I'd wipe her ass if I had to, but I'm really glad I don't have to.
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