comedy of slip-ups: the worst was the squirrel
To rebel against yesterday's morning of randomly passing out, I decided as soon as I could I would run errands on my scooter about two blocks away: the library, credit union, used DVD shop, & grocery store are fortunately that close.
It was about 6:30 pm when I finally was merely sleepy. I had prepared my scooter, DVDs to sell, etc., in between passing out, so I left.
...annnd stopped the elevator doors from closing and returned to my room for the checks to deposit.
After that, everywhere I stopped except the DVD store, something went wrong. I brought the wrong checkbook, forgot my new PIN, forgot to get the quarters so my helper could do laundry last night...
Then, a squirrel appeared on my last block home. Sittin' there, right between me and the front door of my building, was a motionless, headless squirrel. Just the bottom half, tail posed but not moving. I got closer, thinking, "Nuh-uh." It didn't move. Was it ceramic? Dear God, I hoped so.
I was nearly upon it, when the little so-n-so flipped his head up from the side away from me, stared at me, and leisurely got out of my way.
If I hadn't been SO DAMN SLEEPY, it wouldn't have played me like that! You have to understand, this is the first time in AGES I'd decided I could manage going out on my own in spite of passing out randomly the 12 hours prior. I was trying to push back the boundaries of my limitations since I'd spent too many days wallowing emotionally.
The whole trip of slip-ups was so funny to me that as soon as I got to my apartment I laughed so hard I startled the bunnies. I apologized with treats.
It was about 6:30 pm when I finally was merely sleepy. I had prepared my scooter, DVDs to sell, etc., in between passing out, so I left.
...annnd stopped the elevator doors from closing and returned to my room for the checks to deposit.
After that, everywhere I stopped except the DVD store, something went wrong. I brought the wrong checkbook, forgot my new PIN, forgot to get the quarters so my helper could do laundry last night...
Then, a squirrel appeared on my last block home. Sittin' there, right between me and the front door of my building, was a motionless, headless squirrel. Just the bottom half, tail posed but not moving. I got closer, thinking, "Nuh-uh." It didn't move. Was it ceramic? Dear God, I hoped so.
I was nearly upon it, when the little so-n-so flipped his head up from the side away from me, stared at me, and leisurely got out of my way.
If I hadn't been SO DAMN SLEEPY, it wouldn't have played me like that! You have to understand, this is the first time in AGES I'd decided I could manage going out on my own in spite of passing out randomly the 12 hours prior. I was trying to push back the boundaries of my limitations since I'd spent too many days wallowing emotionally.
The whole trip of slip-ups was so funny to me that as soon as I got to my apartment I laughed so hard I startled the bunnies. I apologized with treats.