Score!
It is monotonous to stay in the house.
My daughter, home from college for a long weekend to check on me, and I took Uber to Target. We had a big crack-up with the motorized shopping cart - me driving and her riding on the back as if the cart were a tricycle. Think Jane Fonda in Grace and Frankie. To move forward, one had to pull the lever on the right, but this confused me when the intention was to turn left. The thing jerked forward and stopped abruptly, nearly flinging my kid overhead. There is a lot of stuff to navigate in a big store and computing the location of said stuff with chronic dizziness can be a challenge. I was proud that some of the serpentine driving was intentional, and we did fulfill our objectives - that being to buy chocolate cake mix for M and a basketball.
Mission accomplished, M enjoyed his cake with condensed milk as frosting, and I have taken up basketball. Mostly, I cross to the park when no-one is there and play a solitary game. I was one for twenty the other day. M was a brut this morning. After disagreeing and apologizing, he went off to do his weekend errands. No longer able to tolerate the colorlessness walls, I braved the half court while the guys parallel played volleyball on the accompanying side. I claim my introversion now in case readers have not yet surmised. Therefore, my immigration to the blacktop while others were on deck rivals swimming an ocean.
When I got tired, I even sat down on the bench and watched the volleyball close up. One of the guys smiled at me. And that's the score for today.
My daughter, home from college for a long weekend to check on me, and I took Uber to Target. We had a big crack-up with the motorized shopping cart - me driving and her riding on the back as if the cart were a tricycle. Think Jane Fonda in Grace and Frankie. To move forward, one had to pull the lever on the right, but this confused me when the intention was to turn left. The thing jerked forward and stopped abruptly, nearly flinging my kid overhead. There is a lot of stuff to navigate in a big store and computing the location of said stuff with chronic dizziness can be a challenge. I was proud that some of the serpentine driving was intentional, and we did fulfill our objectives - that being to buy chocolate cake mix for M and a basketball.
Mission accomplished, M enjoyed his cake with condensed milk as frosting, and I have taken up basketball. Mostly, I cross to the park when no-one is there and play a solitary game. I was one for twenty the other day. M was a brut this morning. After disagreeing and apologizing, he went off to do his weekend errands. No longer able to tolerate the colorlessness walls, I braved the half court while the guys parallel played volleyball on the accompanying side. I claim my introversion now in case readers have not yet surmised. Therefore, my immigration to the blacktop while others were on deck rivals swimming an ocean.
When I got tired, I even sat down on the bench and watched the volleyball close up. One of the guys smiled at me. And that's the score for today.
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