I have just confiscated Morgan's work computer and am hiding in a closet so he won't find me...... I MUST BLOG!!! I MUST!!! He! He!! Actually, it isn't really like that at all, but I am on a forced vacation for a bit until I get my internet up and running again. It all played out like this......
I was sitting in my Lazy Boy recliner (my usual position for Day 4 after chemo) and I had my wonderful laptop on my wonderful laptop desk on my wonderful lap. But, being the multitasker that I am, I was also simultaneously coloring out of a church approved coloring book for my Family Home Evening lesson for the next week, also on the laptop desk. Those church approved coloring books can be so slippery and I noticed only too late that the laptop was slipping on the glossy cover and off my wonderful laptop desk.
Now, my "regular agile self" could have easily maneuvered the issue and grabbed my laptop mid-air with no worries or sweat. But, sadly on Day 4 of chemo, I am about 85-1/2-years old and my reflexes are, well, that of an 85-1/2-year old. (Grandma Frazier is excluded, cause she still has the reflexes of a cat). So my 85-1/2 year-old eyes watched sadly as my 85-1/2-year old arms slowly, ever so slowly, tried to move forward, but basically completely failed to help at all, and my neon green, very cool laptop slid right to the tile floor. (A tear...) It was very anti-climatic really, but the end result, even after much blowing (hey, it worked for the old Nintendo), was a very non-working Verizon Internet card and a very, very, very sad 85-1/2-year old!
The End!!! (Just for now...)