I’d been there before. Several times. Still, when leaving, I headed in the wrong direction. I do stuff like that — very often.
Andrew and I were at a local hospital where I’d had an appointment with my hand surgeon. I wasn’t sure what the doctor would do about that troublesome hand, so I asked Andrew to come with me ‘just in case’.
As I was leading the poor guy astray, he gently reminded me we had to go in the opposite direction.
‘I told you I have no sense of direction,’ I laughed, ‘You can believe it.’
‘A sense of humor is much more important,’ Andrew responded. He is SO wonderfully clever.
I burst out laughing. I do that a lot. As for a sense of direction, forget it. Turn me around in my bedroom and I probably wouldn’t find my own bed.
Andrew is right. My crazy sense of humor is helpful. I had just had the doctor cracking up because I asked him to marry me. (He said he would except he loves his wife.)
Then he showed me videos of his new baby, born one day before my birthday, and his little girl. He has told me I can ALWAYS get in to see him, which is terrific for me with my arthritic hands.
I often get great service because of my nutty humor, bus drivers remember me and smile when I climb aboard and make sure I’m seated before they restart the bus. Busy professionals try to fit me in, and, admittedly, I sometimes take advantage of that.
This year, my wonderful, caring family doctor gave ME a Christmas present! I’ve made her laugh often, but she put up with me in tears when I was very dizzy. I adore her….
During the present crisis, I’ve agreed to not be stubborn and I’m staying in because everyone is reminding me how old I am. Old?
Well okay I AM old! And I tell my loved ones I intend to stick around until the last cheque/check bounces!
Muriel, if everybody had your approach to life, this world would be a better place. See ya!
I don’t know about that Neil: But for sure, no one would know where the heck they were going! It is absolutely true that I have no sense of direction. Chuckle.
The comment about the world being a better place if everyone had your approach to life is true, Maughm — and your comment back about no one knowing where they were going made me laugh out loud! What I’m picturing is a crowd of people, bumping into each other in the street as they look around, trying to figure out where the heck they are, but having a totally good time and laughing all the way! That would be “The World, a la Muriel”. Your sense of humor has always been fun and contagious. I think I caught that silly bug from you!
Well Susan: Worster things could have been caught from me than my silly bug. I know you know worster isn’t a word, but if we can’t play with words, what fun would they be? Love you my also-nutty daughter, Maughm
Worster IS a word! Where do you think they got Worstershire sauce from??? And, it is the official antonym of “betterer”. Everyone knows THAT!!!
You made me laugh out loud Susan. What do my neighbors think??? My windows are open and they can probably hear me. Still, I’m glad your English is improvementing. Love, Maughm
Take care Muriel. You and your fun commomsense jokes.
So glad to hear from you Grace: Please take care too. Stay away from crowds. I hope to see you again after this virus is contained. Fondly, Muriel P.S. Keep smiling.