I gotta give myself some props for heading out on a rainy
Saturday morning with bum wheel to do my civic duty. I decided it’s time give
back to my community and volunteer my gardening skills to the ghetto. My church
hosts a “Serving Saturday” once a quarter and we all split up into groups and
work on different projects all over the city. My group cleaned up housing for
battered woman called “Mending Hearts.” I
volunteered to pull up 1 million weeds out of this massive garden. Most everyone
else lugged junk to the dumpster in preparation for the remodel of this busted
up building. It was cool to get out and get a little dirty in the pouring down
rain. After about 2 hours of playing in the mud the rain was coming down so
hard they gave us the go ahead to head to another project or head out. The
thunder was my cue to head for the nearest shelter, my car. I am not a big fan
on getting struck by lightning, so to me it was a no brainer.
On the way back I dropped off my RSVP to Lilsteph’s wedding
in the mailbox. The little tiny card and envelope got a little muddy, wet,
wrinkled and torn. It looks as though I couldn’t make up my mind so I carried
it around in my work boots for days while hiking in the rain. They will be
confused until they see who it’s from.
I am now back at my apartment with the TV and my book in a
steady rotation. My couch is confused as to why we are spending so much time
together. I tried to explain that my stupid ankle is being uncooperative and is
giving me no choice. The rain is making my situation a little more tolerable,
so here I sit in solitude. Maybe I should play solitaire. Actually I need to
figure out a way for Christine to stop beating me at Words with Friends. That
little spelling bee queen is gonna force me to start cheating, I am not scared
to Google words that have Z, J’s and X’s in them!
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