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Shoot a monkey!Posted Friday, May 20, 2011, at 1:30 PM
Those of you who know me, know I am a klutz; and if you would have been
around me this morning, you would have seen it first hand for yourself.
I spent yesterday cleaning the kitchen and dining room, well part of yesterday.
Since my back "blew" out on me in October, seems like I can only work five minutes and must rest twenty. Anyway, by the time I went to bed, about mid-night, I had at least accomplished a little.
But...this morning. Gosh, I could barely move; and everything I did and touched, I made a mess of.
I always make my coffee at night so all I have to do in the morning is turn the maker on. So, this morning I went to the kitchen as usual and pushed the button to on. I did a few things toward getting ready for the day. When I knew it was coffee time, I started to pour a cup only to find, to my disbelief, I had not put water in the maker last night! As my precious childhood friend, Arlene Hessling, used to say, "shoot a monkey." Arlene, where did that phrase come from?
Any way, I turned the maker off so I could pour the water in without it sputtering all over. Then I started getting ready for the day again. My coffee maker takes about 15 minutes to make coffee. Sooo, about 15 minutes later I go to pour me, by now a much needed cup of coffee. "Well, shoot another monkey, Arlene." I forgot to turn the maker back on!
You gotta know by now I am frustrated with Kathleen and her back. While waiting again...I completed some of the day's work from home.
I had placed some important papers, like a couple checks, on the counter. I was putting them in a folder to take to the bank when, yep, I knocked a bottle of opened water on them. I quickly picked them up and shook the water off best I could. When I realized they were soaked, the only thing I knew to do was use the hair dryer on them. I didn't want the girls at the bank to think I was a slob, so as I was drying them, I was smoothing them with my fingers trying to keep the ink from fading. I'm not going to tell you how I got my little finger caught in the hair dryer vent.
All this time I was sure wanting a cup of coffee. But it wasn't ready yet. I knew I had placed my blood pressure pills on the bar also, and trust me, by now I am needing one. But...they are no where to be found. I looked in my purse, in the bathroom, all around, to no avail. I asked Collin if he knew where they were; and within seconds, he located them on the floor, under the bar where, I suppose, I knocked them off when I spilled the water.
"Oh, just for a cup of nice, hot coffee and to sit and relax for a few minutes before I head out the door for a busy day of work." I looked at the coffee maker with, I'm sure by now, longing in my eyes. Yesss. Coffee. I poured a cup and sat in my new favorite place in our dining room. This is the best cup of coffee I believe I have ever tasted.
As I sat and looked out our French doors to the bird feeders full of about ten varieties of lovely birds, I basked in the feeling that, after all, this will be a great day.
REMEMER: Life is like a roll of toilet paper...the closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.
So have fun, think 'good thoughts' only, learn to laugh at yourself and 'count your blessings'.
See ya next time in the Korner.
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Kathleen is a resident of Dexter. She was born in Indiana, but her parents moved their family back to the Dexter area when she was three. Other than three years she and her husband, Collin, lived in St. Charles, Mo. and ten years in Birmingham, Alabama, she has spent her life in Dexter. As you can tell, Kathleen is a people person and believes in giving credit to whom credit is due. Thus, the reason for her hero/heroine column every other week in Kathleen's Korner. As you can tell, she also like to have fun, most of the time at her own expense. Kathleen (Grubbs) is a 1964 graduate of Dexter High School and invites her friends to her "Korner."