My day so far.
Early morning have to run (well guess we’ll drive) to Hartsville to pick up Mac’s new specs from Walmart’s Vision Center…after finding out this weekend when cleaning the pond that the pond clarifier in my Koi pond is close to electrocuting me and must go to Lowes to buy a new one ( Pond Clarifier…they have one)…buy other stuff too. Flowers, dirt, seed…then head for Bojangles for bacon egg and cheese biscuit and cup of the worst coffee I have ever had. The place is nearly empty just a few old folks who seem to be holding a meeting of some sort. Fnish gagging down coffee that is half water and half grounds. Go to the truck and head out towards home, but decide to stop at McLeods Farms in McBee to buy strawberries, get out of the truck.
ME: Where is my purse?
HE: Did you put it in the back seat?
ME: “No, OMG I had to have left it in Bojangles…”
Get back in truck and return the 14 miles to Bojangles…worry about the cards that will have to be replaced…credit card drivers license Military ID should my pretty little silver purse be MIA forever.
Me: Well at least it was only a bunch of old farts in there (yeah yeah, I know)
He: Old farts are as apt to steal your purse as young brats.
Me: I don’t want to think that…it says so much about our generation that I prefer not to dwell upon.”
Get back to Bojangles then get purse where thankfully they had locked it in a safe…forgive them for nasty coffee….back toward home where once again we stop at McLeods for strawberries and I spend 70+dollars (not just on strawberries) in celebration of all being intact in my wallet…get home put all the stuff up contemplate boiling goobers, go out to hook up clarifier…five minute job takes 2 hours.
Mac walks dogs while I silently curse the hoses and clamps that don’t work…Mac comes to the rescue and the pond is good to go, we come in…watching Shepherd Smith on Fox…
Me: Shep has had a butt lift, I am sure of it. Several beats and I am thinking Mac will have something to say about that comment.
He: “What are you doing looking at Shep’s butt?”
I swear I had just thought he was going to ask me that…should I tell him I was just trying to get out of the Old Farts club?