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MY DAY IN A NUTSHELL

Or maybe, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

By Margaret BrennanPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 4 min read

MY DAY IN A NUTSHELL

Or maybe, it’s more like “One flew over the cuckoo’s nest”

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Aw, my poor husband! Trying to take an afternoon nap after a grueling visit with the doctor. Poor guy! Just after the visit was over, before we left the office, my husband called me to the checkout window. His PA had a few things she wanted to explain to him and what did he do? He tells her to explain it all to his wife. After all, “she has the medical background, I don’t and she’ll understand while I won’t.”

Geez! The guys sounds like a poet. But he isn’t!

Yes, he listened to everything the PA said but I guess it was all too much for his brain to absorb. Therefore, HE’S taking the nap while I do, well, whatever it is I do keep myself busy.

Arriving at home, I checked with the pharmacy and the PA called in the Rx. Now, we wait for it to be filled. Not a problem. Cross one more thing off the list of things to do.

Pay some bills. Lordy, how I hate bills! They surely do interfere with my budget! Speaking of which, when we left the cardiologists office, I checked on the cost of the new med my husband needs. Whoa! $456.00? Are you (expletive) kidding me?

I almost had a heart attack! But then I got the notice from the pharmacy. The medication was ordered and thanks to our Medicare Advantage plan, we only need to pay $25.00. Whew. But now I still need some pain reliever for the spontaneous headache I’d just gotten. Oh wait! I can’t take that med. It’s in the pharmacy waiting for me to pick it up!

It’s just been one of those days where after one thing after another, my brain is scrambled, and I’m now easily distracted.

Huh! Is it rain I see out the window? Well, it surely wouldn’t be INSIDE the window, now, would it?

Nope, not rain. It’s my neighbor just hosing down his trees to cut down on the pollen that makes us both sneeze.

Where was I? Oh yeah. I have a small program on my iPad and needed to look something up. I got up, walked toward the table where it always sits and, on my way there, decided I wanted a cup of tea. I just love my afternoon tea.

I walked toward the kitchen and realized as I passed the laundry room that the washer and dryer had shut off. I emptied the dryer and put the wet clothes from the washer inside and turned in on. I piled the dry clothes on the dining room table and walked back into the kitchen.

I turned on my Keurig and took the milk out of the refrigerator.

Ooops! Gotta use the bathroom! Business down, I washed my hands and realized the “seat” needed to be wiped. Did that and rewashed my hands.

Walked back to the kitchen and wondered why the milk was on the counter. Huh!

Now where was I?

Oh yeah! The iPad. Where did I put it? Oh right, I never moved it. It’s still on the same old table where it always is, unless I move it, but in this case, I hadn’t done that yet.

I made my way to the little end table trying my best to be quiet since my husband was still napping and naturally! A loud crash! I have a 2-1/2’ high metal statue my husband bought for me years ago. Trying to be so quiet so I could let my husband sleep, I wasn’t watching where I was going and, you guess it! I knocked the damn thing over. CRASH! What sound! Thick tin on a tile floor.

My poor husband almost jumped out of his skin.

“What the hell?”

“Sorry, I bumped into the frogs. Go back to sleep.” I said in reply.

It didn’t take him long and within three minutes, he was sawing wood – again.

After disconnecting the iPad from the power cord, I took it in my little home office and looked at my desk. Where the heck is my tea? Oh yeah, I hadn’t made it yet.

Back in the kitchen, I finally made my tea, walked back into my office, sat down, and stared at my iPad. Why on earth did I bring it in here? I know it was to look up something but what? What was it this time that couldn’t wait until later?

Oh yeah, I remember. I’d seen an idea for an anniversary card to hand-make and wanted to print the image to use as an idea for my own card. I won’t copy the photo exactly. Well, heck if I did that, then it wouldn’t be a card I made, now would it? However, I can use the idea and improvise. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.

Darn it anyway! I still have my shoes on. I’d gone to my exercise class early this morning but since I planned on going with my husband to the doctor’s office, never changed my sneakers. Now my feet are hot and achy.

Time to change my sneakers for my slippers.

What the heck? Is there a little gremlin in my house? I know I made my tea. The cup is right here! The EMPTY cup! Did I really drink it all already? I see remnants of the tea at the bottom of the cup, so I know there was tea in it.

I really need to take off these sneakers.

Aw, there’s a cute little gecko on my windowsill just staring at me. Wonder what he’s thinking?

Huh! I don’t even know if it’s a he or a she?

Speaking of which, my husband is still sleeping but now quietly. I’ll just shut the door to my little office and, wait, where’d the gecko go?

And it still isn’t raining – yet!

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About the Creator

Margaret Brennan

I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.

My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.

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  • Test2 years ago

    Your writing style is so captivating.

  • Tony Baca2 years ago

    At some point we all can relate to one of those days... For me, they are happening a bit too frequently.. Lol

  • Babs Iverson2 years ago

    That's the way days go!!! Wonderfully written!!! Loved it!!!💕❤️❤️

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