The first and last thought of my day. Sometimes it is what gets me through the day and sometimes it just makes the day seem unbearably long and painful. I never know which one will greet me in the morning. Today it is the good feeling. I am off to Brooks Hardware to buy a new mailbox. They open at 7:30 and I want to get this done before the heat of the day. I didn't realize how many little things Steve did for me. Because I am vertically challenged, he used to get all the things down from the top shelves that I needed or wanted. He changed the smoke alarm batteries, the light bulbs and helped me take down the light covers so I could wash them every spring. He killed all the flying or crawling critters that got into my house because I am such "a girl" about this stuff. Looks like I am going to have to take care of this one myself but I have my sons-in-law to help me with all the others.
ETA: I came back from the hardware store a little melancholy. I chatted with Stan Welty about Steve. He gave his condolences and said he was so sad about what happened. He told me that Steve had just been in the store a couple of days before his accident. When I got home I just sat in the Excursion staring off at our place. I have no idea how long I sat there. Again, the sadness has hit me and I struggle to get away from it. On the upside the mailbox only cost me a hundred and seventy, thank goodness.
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