Author: www.wotsthatplace

GOD created earth along with many planets. He made sure to place the planets far away from each other. He made sure not create havoc between the heavens and our stars. He created man making sure to separate humans from alien forms. But this would not do for man.

DON’T OPEN THE WINDOW

Your life without a computer: what does it look like?

Growing up there were no computers until you saw them on television in movies, wall to wall reels with loads of knobs, lights and robotic sounds, allowing for outdoor activities and no sitting around.

Again, growing older-still no computers that I knew of, made way for learning crafts like cooking, sewing, ironing and knitting along with crocheting and washing walls and floors then windows and time, time to create things and time to spare! Just slim, trim and no sitting around unless I was drawing pictures or printing down thoughts or jotting down words to a new song I wanted to learn.

Then around the age of twenty something, still no computers in my life just getting fancier on the television screen. Paper. Paper became very important to me, never having enough of the stuff or running out of it-needing to use napkins or the backs of news letters coming through the mail, all the while wondering if there would be a better way to save my printed or written stories.

“WHERE THE HELL IS ALL THE PAPER!” Who used the last piece of paper without saying anything? What’s the matter with you people, you can’t say, “I have the last piece of paper!” This loss of paper forced my hand, I started printing on walls until more paper was present. Then frig that!!! I painted my one wall with blackboard paint. How do you like that?

Then…Chalk, chalk, CHALK! Where is all the chalk? “The baby ate it. Or the dog or I saw the cat playing with something, could have been the chalk.” What’s the matter with you guys? Holy sack man… pick up the chalk.

After that, every time I saw paper on sale, no matter where I was, I bought it. Lined paper unlined paper, paper with holes…I didn’t care as long as it was paper. And chalk, lots of chalk. Let’s see the baby eat all that 😱😬 just kidding. I’ll take a baby any day over chalk.

Life without a computer? DON’T OPEN THE WINDOW…” To late! Noooo. Numbering. Paper flying all over the room like a rocket blasted off with me trying to snatch each sheet out of the air. Numbering. “Close the window.” And the paper just falls to the floor floating like little feathers to their doom, now a hundred sheets of paper or more blankets the room like it’s all good, we didn’t leave the room? But it’s not all good, because where is page one?

Life without a computer with UNNUMBERED sheets of paper holding days of my written work now smiling all over the place at me is harsh😤, leaving me to READ just to find page two, three, four, five…😩, you get the picture. Growl…Growl…Roar. Bahahaha.

Life without a computer taught me to remember to number each sheet of paper, even if it’s just page one.

Life without a computer

Have a fantastic day everyone, if not, make it fantastic yourself. It’s nobodies responsibility to make you happy-that’s all on you.

The End

BULLSEYE

What skill would you like to learn?

This will be short.

At times, I have a pretty good aim, at other times it will take me three tries to hit my target.

Every once in a while I will buy a $4.00 toy gun with darts. Lucky me the darts come in three, allowing me to mess around using a chalk drawn bullseye, getting my practice in before the kids confiscate my toy.

But I really wish growing up that I took the time to learn the skill of archery, had I known lessons were given.

However, I did play Darts. Lucky if I hit the board. One time this guy sitting in a wheelchair having a game of darts with my sister and me, took the dart and drove it in his leg as he said to us, “would you do this?” Holy sack, we had no idea he had a wooden leg.

My sister holding her dart readying to aim smiled looking at me then him saying, “wood eye?” Oh my God I laughed my ass off I could hardly stand up. The guy just stared at her, then looked at me, which of course made me laugh more, as I’m imagining my sister putting out his eye.

Archery would have been a great skill for me. I buy the plastic sets of Bow and arrows and we play and have fun.

What was that? BULLSEYE 🎯

GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE

What’s your #1 priority tomorrow?

As for myself when tomorrow comes it will be early enough.

Eleven more hours and 15 minutes it will be one o’clock in the morning, which technically is tomorrow. But this is way to early in the morning-where in my country, we are still sleeping, or going to sleep or they are working what we call, the night shift, while many other people drink themselves into a stoop until the wee hours of the morning, tomorrow.

As for myself when tomorrow comes it will be early enough for me to say, “good morning sunshine.” And this my people is and will always be my number one priority. To wake up. To witness the glorious beauty of each day, then after that… wake the kids, feed them, prepare the lunches and making sure they are dressed and brushed ready to walk them to the school bus. After that…clean and do laundry then make them supper.

I guess in retrospect my #1 priority tomorrow will be the children and the day after that and the day after that…yeah they are my sunshine.

LIBBYS LIBBYS LIBBYS ON THE LABEL LABEL LABEL

What brands do you associate with?

Oh my, brands eh? I think I can name some of the new stuff that I do not associate with, just by people talking what they bought, like. Jordan or George or checkmark? I really don’t pay any attention to fashions of any kind.

As for foods, there is habitat, Campbell’s and I don’t know…wait a minute, Great Value and presidents choice?

Brands are not my thing. And when I did care it was Pepsodent and Libbys Libbys Libbys on the label label label – toothpaste and soup lol.

P S… that is one thing I should do more of-pay attention! Bahahaha- yesterday.

The End.

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?

My dad, hmmm, my dad.

I can not remember what happened to bring on the piece of advice given to me from my dad, but I was the age of twelve or younger.

I do remember he said to me in a rather annoyed voice… “Who do you think you are. YOU, are no better than them, and they are no better than you.”

Honestly, I had to think on that one for a while, (if I’m not better than them, & they are not better than me,) well who is then? Then my dad would tell me-don’t wonder to far, you’ll get lost, which my mother told me to always look before you leap. Where my dad butted in with, your you’ll be sure to weep & weep.

In any case, I do look before I leap when I think to, and I do know, I am no better than anyone, and anyone is no better than me.

The End.

FAMILY FUN

How do you celebrate holidays?

Holidays are a good way to relax or celebrate with families or close friends. I guess it all depends on the holiday.

Christmas is family for us where Easter is again for us-hunting for eggs.

We do know these holidays are to be about a Jesus, but there are to many different Jesus’s and we are never invited-we celebrate with each other.

Then there is a Queen’s birthday, not invited so I do nothing, it’s nothing to me anyways, same as the 4th of July? Nothing to me, then Canada Day- nothing.

But then Thanksgiving? Well we celebrate by eating turkey with family.

I was not brought up to celebrate nothing except thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter, which I really don’t care about any of them… I only care about celebrating birthdays.

Blah blah blah… I know, blah blah blah. Lol.

Hmmm, nobody celebrated my birthday until I became a mom, and that’s not even a holiday. 😲🤨

The End.

Holiday? What holidays. I don’t get holidays.

LACK OF COMMUNICATION

Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.

Talking. Communicating with your partner. Complaining when there is, something to speak your mind about.

Oddly enough I was taught to SHUT UP & SIT DOWN-with the back of the hand to the head or hit with a belt or stick with every word spoken<>>>that would be nine hits or seven depending on if she said, “I told you to shut up and sit down rather, I said shut up and sit down.” Always great full when she did not have a speech …😮‍💨 never sure if she stopped hitting when she ran out of words or just tired of swinging, lol.

It’s okay I never cried during lessons only when I was called stupid and good for nothing and will always be good for nothing. Yeah my feelings hurt 1000 times more than any lickens’ ever did. Don’t forget I was hit by car twice, so what is a stick or belt going to do to me?

I always only said… “are you finished & can I go to bed now?” Man oh man that made her mad. Bahahaha-made me mad too. But I learned well to keep my mouth shut, that never goes away.

I wish I was taught to voice my opinions when I was young, being quite causes a shit load of problems for ever after, ruining two marriages. That I did not learn how to speak out without receiving painful consequences…both husbands, in the end said that I allowed them to walk all over me, where they had no respect for me at all.

🤷‍♀️ Is that what they call bitches…complaining all the time, nitpicking, finding faults, cutting you up all day long? I can not be like that…that I am the woman and know my duties as a woman should not the man?

I wish I learned to defend myself when I was young, with my words. I’m not talking about cussing, I do not swear, I do not need to, I have those eyes, that dangerous look.

Tell you what though, I taught my children when they were young to say what they mean and mean what they say. None of that making people guess crap, some people can guess you right into jail.

Me no speak it confrontation. Lol. Unless I know I’m RIGHT. Then and only then I will not shut up. 🥸

The End.

Oh wait a minute…I wish I learned how to type without looking at the typewriter/keyboard. Oh, but then I would have to of learned how to properly pronounce the alphabet. 🧐 sack eh, there is always something.

Have a blessed day.

FOOD DID SOMEONE SAY FOOD

What are your favorite types of foods?

Hmmm Food. I know there are people out there that which are afraid of food & hate Food, refusing to eat<>>>this is sad, causing death as an end result. But not me, if anything food could be the very thing that ends me.

I eat for the sake of eating. I love food, the flavours the aroma the amount! <>>> my eyes are bigger than my belly-is what my uncle would say.

Potatoes and gravy with peas and the meat-hamburger-ground steak. I’ve always loved hamburger and there are many ways to put it in foods using onions, spices and vegetables like tomatoes and macaroni>>>YUM or oregano with noodles and big-a-big a meatballs lol spaghetti. Or rice. Yeah, put spiced up hamburger in the rice then stuff it into coloured peppers<>>>So good. Or just a nice hamburger with your favourite toppings, tomato, pickles, onions and lettuce-the greener the better. I love hamburger with cobs of 🌽 lots of tasty corn.

Oh then there is HAM…I just can’t eat enough of ham when we have ham, for some reason or other ham does not fill me up. I love eating ham with mustard, sure I’ll take it with ketchup but I really prefer mustard. I haven’t had Ham for quite a while-price went skyrocketing , sad really-hardly seems worthwhile to pay over $40.00 to feed a family of 7 one muesli ham on the bone. While I’m a vicious animal that will eat the ham right off the bone. (My caveman days) I love those days-Bahahaha.

Soup and Stews. Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum. I really enjoy making soups and stews, so healthy and delicious. I start with water. Then wash all the ingredients chopping them up then add all the spices that I love to swim off my tongue to my belly. “My father taught me to cook stews and soups, so easy and filling. Onion soup…😋

My Favourite types of foods, oh my. Bread!

I grew up eating bread. Seriously my mother came and took me away from my grandparents at the age of seven & 1/2. To live with six other kids, one a new born the other a baby in a crib. Shortly after we moved to a bigger place where breakfast was two slices of toast, lunch was two pieces of bread with peanut butter maybe a bowl of Libbys soup, and supper was two slices of bread with some potatoes, gravy, hamburger and peas or green beans or brown beans. Actually the gravy was hamburger meat mixed with flour and water and spices.

Easter we had ham, Christmas we had turkey in between we had hamburger or bologna or liver>>>Bahahaha. In which I learned to LOVE. <>>>six kids now seven with two adults (one sibling refused to leave our grandparents) <>>she probably had lots of food where we had to split ours, lol. Believe me when I tell you I sat in wait of the little ones to be full- but then lucky if I got it.

Dumpling are super delicious some people cook theirs with chicken, but I prefer with blueberries or strawberries or a fruit. So delicious it’s like cake sitting in a delicious cooked fruit. 👀 did someone say CAKE?

Oh my God I can eat cake until it comes out my ears-forget my belly! CAKE and chips. I love chips-potato chips. Bread and chips are my downfall, I’m just a big food-a-Holic. I trust this is from my childhood, always hungry with never enough food to go around for us older kids. We ran to school, ran home for lunch, ran back to school them home again until the next day! We, okay, I was hungry.

I love cheese. Cheese and grapes. Celery and cheese, cheese and jam, and Rhubarb I love my Rhubarb jam on toast, ice-cream or just be it’s self.

Favourite foods -eggs? I love eggs, eggs and brown beans with real ham not that processed stuff No processed foods at all. I love real foods. Yeah, that’s my favourite foods<>>>real food.

Bahahaha Bahahaha 😂 okay, I do love salads oh yes with dill dressing. Slurp.

Now I must go eat.

The End.

I have this phobia…is there enough food to go around, save me lots.

GRANDMA RUN WITH ME

How often do you walk or run?

Walking and running eh…I walk around the house all day cleaning. Then on no school days we walk to the big store, about eight blocks, then walk around the store, cash out and depending on what we bought…we walk or taxi it.

Hmmm who are we? My grandchildren mainly the 8-year old. He is the one who every day asks, “gramma can we walk somewhere?” Well we do or we don’t-depending on how long I was standing on my feet.

But when we go out to play…You will here one of them call, “gramma run with me.” Lol. He will take my hand and run holding mine, where I do my best as I giggle.” It’s a 16 second blast as fast as I can go, which is not fast at all, I have this fear now, a phobia of falling down<>>>gosh darn it lol. My running days are almost gone 🤨 but I love walking.

The End.

WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE THE GOD DAMED QUEEN

Do you see yourself as a leader?

YES! As the matter of fact. I Do. Maybe in a past life I was.

One time when I was 15 we owned a small Convenience Store in a small village, and in this store alongside canned foods’ / dry goods/ cigarettes, we cooked fast food.

That at the time I was 15- years of age it was my turn to be the server. This did not bother me at all I rather liked it, and this particular day a truck driver stopped in and ordered a Hamburger. Sure no problem sir.

Turned out there was a HUGE problem…

The building happened to be a little over one hundred years old /feed mill/ living quarters upstairs…you get the picture, old place, in the front of this building is the store area with an old door closing the store from the living area/ kitchen/ living room/ staircase to the bedrooms. And I had to get to the kitchen by way of said door.

Now not only was this door barely hanging on its hinges, the place was damp and the FREAKING doorknob was on the verge of breaking off?

Long story short…yes sir, one hamburger coming up, turning to open the door nothing happened, so I turned the knob pulling again, stuck, and crap. My third attempt pulling harder only made a scary noise causing me to let go before I pulled the handle right off-I knocked on the door loudly.

To my surprise my younger sibling opened the door-this caused her to stop washing dishes.

My father was sitting at the table holding a fork of food reading to place it in his mouth-but Sat frozen staring at me.

My mother stood in some sort of locked position holding a dish in one hand and the cloth in the other? It was like the door opened into a TWILIGHT Zone-everyone frozen in some sort of trance lasting for about three or four seconds, then all hell broke loose…my mother roared into the dead quite at me (still standing on my side) safe…with a witness-the man. Bahahaha lucky me. She yelled so loudly I flinch.

She said. “WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE THE GOD DAMED QUEEN?

👀

I thought before answering…no, I tried three times to open the door, it wouldn’t open, so I knocked before pulling the handle off, and this man wants a hamburger, (man saved me from being hit) Bahahaha.

True Story and very often to this day, almost 68 now, I think YES! I could be Queen, I would make a GREAT LEADER-honest & true to my country & its people. 👸 😃 😉

The End.

DISHES MOPS & ONE PIECE

What are you doing this evening?

Okay, evening-before nightfall-the start of sunset, what will I be doing? Cleaning!

I will be away from the house until 6:00 PM. Where during my absence, the children will be home from school, where anything can happen.

“Anything?”

Anything.

“Anything??”

Yes anything…

“ANYTHING!!!”

😶 No not anything…no deaths, rapes, murders…no police at the door, nothing drastic okay.

“So not anything.”

Okay fine, that I will not be home to have supper ready for the kids when they walk in the door…the kids will be making attempts at feeding themselves, dishes left all over the kitchen & living room, uneaten food here-there or left out on the cupboard or table or stove. The milk just sitting there and book bags on the living room chairs or table, sweaters thrown about, the door to the downstairs opened and piss everywhere from that yucky little boy-teacup Yorky dog. Anything and everything like that!

“Better than anything.”

Fine, now that you get the picture, this evening I will be cleaning up, then washing dishes, mopping the floors, picking up clothes before I can sit down and watch one more episode of ONE PIECE-a cute little PIRATE show where young kids got strange powers, and growing up, now in search of a long lost treasure.

Two of the kids here watch it with me, so far for the last three evenings.

This evening will be episode 4.

WHAT DO YOU LOOK LIKE

What personality trait in people raises a red flag with you?

Red flags in people causing me to retreat or tippy-toe out the door or across the street, or run away, their eyes…their face…their face with eyes. Their PERSONA!

Some personality traits will also be the way they TALK! – Some of the things they say cause me to heat up like I’m the red flag and all I can do is to calmly, wisely present myself in a fashion of unawareness before I leave. Then I talk my own head off to myself in hopes they don’t notice, or follow or anything. <>>> DOESN’T ALWAYS WORK THOUGH, freaking piss!

Let me tell you, one time at my mother’s home, one of my brothers was there with an actual KILLER. And I promise you, with everything in me, while we were playing cards, my brother introduced him to us.

Just his first appearance my red flag started waving. He had those eyes that kind of look right though you, his WHOLE PERSONA was wrong, I said nothing while being introduced, just raised my brows nodding. Maybe that’s what made him sit next to me.

But now let me tell you how safe I felt asking him Anything I wanted. 🤣 My MOTHER was at the table, she’s the one wanting to play cards…one wrong move from the guy towards me, my HERO MOM would’ve been on top of the guy. Bahahaha he would not have stood a chance, let alone the siblings’ attending the card game, the guy would have been toast. ☺️ some of my siblings LOVE starting a good fight. <>>>I hate any kind of violence what so ever. As the matter of fact I can not help myself but to stop it.<>>>? Don’t ask.

Anyway just his eyes and his persona and the safety I had all around me, caused me to react to this person in my mother’s home and with my brother’s.

Question 1. How’d you meet my brothers? The bar. 2. Oh, you live in Finch? No. I’m from out of town. 3. What, Chrysler, Berwick, Moosecreek, whatever else is around here? I came from TORONTO. 4. Toronto, what made you come all the way down here? I just needed some place to go.

Yeah now here we go…my siblings are now laughing, him too, asking me why am I asking him all these questions? Just play cards man and have fun. But question 5 had to be said my me. I didn’t give a shit, the guy was causing my skin to radiate or something? I had to ask…oh bother…are you a killer! I laughed loud! Everyone laughed even him, but he looked at me in silence for seconds first then said YES. Odd how my siblings found it all so funny telling me to stop teasing the guy like it was all a big joke. But inside I knew, and he looked at me from time to time like he knew I knew.

It was not long after that people were being robbed & killed around our little town. Then one day as I coming home from the bus stop and my children were just home from school, a strange car pulled into my driveway? Of course l started to run just in case it was someone I knew not wanting them to leave, but the closer I got, look who it was, that guy! My gut started eating me up inside but I had no time for that shit. My children.

I was probably 60 feet from him in my driveway and I started yelling with everything in me. What the hell are you doing here! Don’t get the shit out of that car! Does my brother know you’re here? How do you even know where I live?

He saw my EYES and maybe something else, he did not get out of the car, he only said, “I’m looking for Billy. He said to meet him here.” That was two wheel-barrels full of crap! My brother never comes to my home, we always see each other at moms’ house.

Shit wouldn’t you know it…me and my loudness brought my girls out. How did I know? I followed his eyes, prompting me to growl…GET THE JESUS OUT OF HERE NOW! I dropped my bags killing him with my, eyes, then I growled, I’m calling Billy right now. He left right away and I went in. Yes I called my brother. A month later he was in prison.

Lol nothing to do with me. Another elderly couple were stripped naked, tied up and left for dead in the dead of winter with the door wide opened just like the old man from outside the Finch area.

I don’t dare say his name, I have this Phobia lol. My brother is not Billy 🤷‍♀️ but I needed a name. So…What do you look like?

An Extremely True Story

The End

Oh wait a minute…something tells me I always get these prompts wrong or wonder way off track. But when you look at me with your eyes, your face and eyes…

APPRECIATION FOR YOU

What to say about an audience.

I smile every time the tiny bell alarms me-that someone else is reading my thoughts. I truly appreciate each and everyone of you readers, hoping that I can amuse you.

The things I say or do when reaching out to you, the stories and tales too keep your minds thinking or wondering, as you read my garbling chatters from me is always greatly appreciated.

I do my best to please you as I type down my inner thoughts, all the while giggling in wonderment-(should I be saying this stuff? Is there a better way to describe things?) but then it would not be me, so I really do appreciate your excepting how I am.

So I take this time to tell you that all I have for you is, Appreciation.

Thank-you.

Thank-you

The End.

MAKE UP YOUR MIND

Name the professional athletes you respect the most and why.

There are sooo many ATHLETES out there all to win for their country or to entertain us, and such a sight to witness, with their spectacular shows.

I myself used to be a great runner not to mention jumping-when I realized how high 😱 I never jumped again! Bahahaha <>I hated falling down. I know, it was only 4 1/2 feet, but still, I was a kid and that was a smidgen taller than me. So hoop-de-do for jumpers?

As for runners…cool, they just bring back awesome memories for me and how I lost for my school. 😭<>>>There fault, there fault, their fault. I was just out of New Brunswick and dumb as a sack of poop, hanging from a tree…I knew nothing about rules, regulations or tearing through yellow tape! Nobody told me. 🤨🤷‍♀️, so reaching the tape-happy as a pig rolling in mud? I stood there holding Victory in my heart, for TEN SECONDS, while everyone in the stands were yelling at me. Then a girl zipped past me ripping through the yellow tape and all my mind could say was…aww she broke their tape! She’s going to be in trouble. Why did she have to break it, I’m already here. Maybe she was running to fast and could not stop, wow. Sure they asked me why I just stood there, “because it said finished! Nobody told me to run past the finish line. So big deal for runners.

But skaters? Wow. Now that is something I could never do! Well I could skate some, but I could never stop without GRABBING someone 😂🤣🤣😮‍💨.

Sure I played baseball, I could bat like hell and run, but I was afraid of catching the ball. 😱 got hit in the face several times, not my gig. I played lacrosse. I enjoyed that a lot. But then some girl whacked me across the backs of my knees to take the ball, <>>>I was not allowed to wrap my stick around her neck… coach yelled at me three times-so I just walked off the field, never played again. So that sport is nothing to me.

Now BASKETBALL 🏀 yup. That was the sport for me. I could get a basket anywhere on the court, IWASFANTASTIC, and on the travelling team winning against every school. Lol, cept is, I hated dribbling. 🤷‍♀️ I felt foolish running and dribbling and anyone from the other team could trip me down. I also didn’t understand the positions 😕. So when I got the 🏀 I put it in the basket! Did I get yelled at? YES, coach yelled something about defence. 🤷‍♀️ black lines? <<> I was a dumb kid-12. Now watching Men play? Well there are kids who can play and it’s well worth watching them.

Make up your mind will you. Simple question…respect a sport! Pick a sport, just name a sport you respect. But respect is not the word for me.

Skating Then.

The skating where the two skaters dance to music and entertain crowds of people and judges and their country, but not with respect. Just with beauty and wonderment and wow, because it is fun to watch and they can stop on a dime. Proud. I am proud for them.

Yeah I know there is Hockey…so what, hockey players skate around with sticks on the ground chasing a puck, like football players run around with a ball 🏈 nothing beautiful about it.

You have Bobslayers, golfers, I don’t know, I’m sure there are other sports out there.

Oh wait a minute… curling. Yesss, curling is a great sport I will sit and watch. I find it amazing how the players can manoeuvre the rocks AROUND another rock? I love it, it’s like shuffleboard but on ice, lol.

Yup, the ice skating to music has my vote.

Sack eh. Bahahaha I guess I can say, “I can respect (think highly) of the ice-skating sport, because they have to hold each other, throw each other catch each other while they skate to music jumping very high…

The End.

A MOVIE OR FORTNIGHT

How do you relax?

Relaxing is a great feeling while sitting back with the feet up and a smile upon the lips.

How do you relax? I relax by watching a movie or playing a few games on Fortnight. I LOVE IT, and I can eliminate up to eight players on a good day. Other wise I am eliminated right off the bat.

It is fine to relax while playing with my grandchildren, but they get me eliminated all the time by pushing players that I can’t see or the player is better than myself. Whatever…starting over is free and as many times as you want. I love it.

Then after a good rest I can get back up and start finishing where I left off.

The End.

ROOMS AND MORE ROOMS

What does your ideal home look like?

So, about an ideal home for me eh. I’ll tell you, there will be rooms and more rooms, with windows in every room, skylights even. I need light.

We will have an art room, paint everywhere of all colours and loads of different sized canvas.

I will also have a sewing room with a couple of mannikins with heads, hands and feet. There would be a very good machine to sew on, with several different fabrics and colours, yes and threads, not forgetting the iron and ironing board. -Maybe two of those.

Oh, we can not for get a music room. A place where I can sing and dance and mess around with my guitar, and recording myself having a blast at creating fun.

I would need a kitchen with a built in oven and a counter top stove. The refrigerator would be one where everything(food)would be easy to get at, none of this moving twenty-five things to reach one item, then you find it rotten. 😳

Of course a BIG bathroom, large enough to accommodate a washer and dryer.

A work out room would be fantastic, especially with a trainer sitting there waiting to help me out.

Then last but not least, a nice sized living room for some visitors if you will, and an upstairs for four or five bedrooms and one more bathroom/laundry room-this way, I don’t have to run linens up and down steps and maybe trip and fall and lay there for hours, days or until found.

Yeah, I could never afford an ideal home, so a home full of grandchildren is ideal for me.

The End.