What's in Store for 2024?

We've been cooped up for months or so it seems. I thought I had to have this beautiful wooden desk, (thankfully it is not made from particle board, or I doubt we'd have ever got it in the house.) 

 In the thrift store, it looked perfect, fit right under my window....I was wrong. 

 We took out the drawers to make it lighter. Bulky more than heavy now.

 We (my sister and I) got it out of my little equinox, don't ask me how we got it in there... we did. 

 Now to drag it up the seven steps into my house... yeah right.

 All went well until the third to the top step, (there were seven steps), it caught on the edge of my boot, I had to lift it up and over my boot as well as up another step... I felt my back give. 

 Rather than quit and wait for help... I gritted my teeth against the pain and kept going until we got it in the house. 

 I move furniture all the time with the help of a rolling Ab Cruncher. I bought it to move furniture... it works great... except on stairs. Desk is not under the window, but it's not leaving

. I called my daughter, whining about my poor back. She was oh so sympathetic... NOT “

 Mom! You think you are ten years old 

 You have the energy of a ten year old.”

 I thought oh that is so sweet... until she hit the punch line... 

 “You have the strength of a ten year old.”


 There is that.

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