Maybe it’s just my age, but I can’t believe how quickly time passes. We’re already well into spring. If you’re like me, you may now be regretting that you fertilized and watered your lawn so well, as it now needs mowing every four or five days!
Speaking of time passing quickly, my fifty-year high school reunion is coming up. I’m working on not waddling when I walk, but it’s either that or shuffling. When you shuffle, unfortunately, you can pick up speed and fall right on your face. Waddling, on the other hand, lends itself to sitting down at any moment on any chair that’s available.
I vaguely remember a time when chairs were only meant to be moved out of the way so we could play ball or dance. I used to think that it was so strange that mature (a nice word for old) folks were always looking for a place to sit down. Now I understand that sitting is far preferable to falling!
I’ve been put on notice by She Who Shall Not Be Named that if I fall, she’s calling 911. Can’t you just hear that over the radio waves, “the Mayor’s down and he can’t get up.” Just the thought of it makes me want to carry one of those plastic portable chairs at all times.As you travel around our beautiful city and area this spring, always remember to buckle up. It’s just as important for your quick trip to the grocery store as it is for a cross-state or cross-country adventure. ZERO FATALITIES is the only goal we can all live with!