It is 9:04 a.m. and I am sitting here wondering why I woke up this morning. I feel like a bulldozer ran over me then backed up to make sure it didn’t miss. I’ve had my coffee but it hasn’t kicked in yet and to be honest the way I feel I won’t know if and when it does. I get mornings like this when my get up and go got up and went leaving a lump behind. The only things that seem to be functioning are my brain, barely, and fingers the rest of me is screaming to go back to bed. Actually slept pretty good last night having only to answer natures’ call once instead of the usual 2 or 3 times. I thought it must be the weather but it is a very nice morning with the temp in the high teens and no humidity. In fact this week started off so nice that I turned the A.C. off Monday and opened all the windows. My favourite time of year is approaching, only 8 days until Autumn officially arrives with its’ gorgeous days and cool nights. Always have liked the Fall, even as a kid I thought it was the best time. I even liked winter in those days with the cold and snow. Now, I still like winter, but I sure as hell can do without snow. Horrible white stuff crawls up your pant legs and sleeves and slides down your collar. The guy who invented snow should be stripped naked and buried alive in a 20 foot drift. When there is snow around I can’t ride my scooter and that annoys the hell out of me. Can’t show off to the ladies. You know the 70 year old biker on his black electric scooter that does 47 kph. My Black Knight Dream Ryder is wounded now with a flat tire and because it’s the rear wheel, which houses the motor, it has to go into the shop to get repaired. They’re coming Monday to pick it up and take it to Hamilton, 40K away. Best part is that when it’s fixed I can ride it back home. Even though the ride is through Hamilton and Burlington it’s nice, especially along North Shore Road, it’s like a roller coaster and at some points I actually get up to 50 kph. What do you know, writing about my scooter is actually starting to perk me up. I love the scooter as it gives me my mobility back I haven’t owned a car for 13 years and I don’t want one they are a hassle.
Yep. I’m actually starting to feel human. Guess the coffee is finally kicking in, all that good caffeine racing through the blood stream yelling wake up, move it, move it. If I was a blood cell I’d swear I was back in the Army. An acquaintance keeps telling me I should take magnesium capsules to relax my muscles and maybe easy the aches and pains. Like I said to her . “Luv, the morning I wake up without aches and pains is the morning I’ll know I’m dead”. I’ll keep the aches and pains as a reminder that I am still amongst the living ,thank you. Anyway I need something to complain about. At this age complaining is part of my daily routine and if I couldn’t do it I’d feel something is missing. I’m in competition for the “Miserable Old Bugger of the Year Award” with a 10 point lead. Also like I told my boss “Can’t have the Tenants thinking I’m a nice guy can we. It’ll ruin my reputation and it like my big belly took years to grow”.
Well, as I said I’m starting to feel human so I guess I’d better do something. Got a bunch of filing to do, so I might as well get started. I REALLY HATE FILING. REALLY.