Ya know those days when nothing happens to make it good or bad? That was today. Until a little while ago. Yep, had a doozy of a train wreck.
Power chairs have all kinds of do-hickeys on them to make them more comfortable to sit in. And when you know you’ll be in one the rest of your life, that’s an important thing. So it was not a good thing when I hit a bump on the sidewalk last fall and all the fenders fell off. And it was really kinda funny when part of the front got stuck underneath the beast, and when I tried to go forward it just went around in circles. But tonight it really offended me, when I was backing up. Now I know I’m not the best driver in the backing up department, having taken out an entire fence row with my car once when I was still driving, but that didn’t really bother me, just meant I had to stay home and be ready to jam the car into any dumb animal that tried to leave the field.
Tonight, however, I was backing up just to reposition the chair at the computer. And I accidentally sorta nicked the edge of the computer desk, sending it spinning, knocking over a pile of clean laundry, a bag of yarn, and the part that really injures my feelings, a really important part of the chair came off. A little lever that will let you recline the chair, or position the back to a comfortable position. So it seems now, that after all the years my parents and teachers spent trying to improve my posture, this blinking chair is going to do what they could never do. For the first time in my life, my back is not touching the back of the chair, except for my shoulder blades. I’m too old to start working on my posture now. Sob, sob, sob. And I’ll have to fight my way out of the room.
Baby brother Ray dropped off a tray of deep fried catfish with the trimmings for my lunch today. He called to say he would be bringing it around 1 p.m., but when he called to let me know he was on his way I looked at my clock and it was an hour earlier. Totally forgot I didn’t spring forward, because the clock it too high for me to reach and I keep forgetting to ask people to set it forward for me. Really, why bother? In six months it will only have to be set back again. Okay, so I’ll end up an hour late for doctor appointments. Most of them have you sitting in the waiting room that long anyway.
I do want to be on time Monday though, because that’s the day I’ll be getting the paper work done for my new power chair. It has now gone from necessary to extremely necessary. Desperately necessary. I think I’d better pick my way outta here and head back to the nest.