Bad day
So I have this weird dream that there is a cat upchucking on my bed. Wasn’t a dream. And the bed quilt does not fit in the washing machine. And there is not a laundry mat within 10 miles of the house.
So ok, I can deal with this. Strip bed and head to stores looking for a discount quilt. Oh joy everyone has them on sale. I find one that is not too objectionable and take it to the register. “It is Senior Discount Day and since you’re a senior you get 15% off.” [ look of surprise ]
“You are a senior aren’t you? I have to ask everybody.” [ nice attempt at cover ]
“If I look that bad you should just give me the discount anyhow. ” [ smile ]
“Yes I guess those wrinkles qualify you as a senior”
And no I did not spend the entire afternoon looking up wrinkle creams.
Pics on the floors soon it has been a busy few days.
For those who don’t know me I’ve a score of years to go before I should get any senior discounts.
