At least it was Errand Day, and The Pony agreed to accompany me. I said I was planning to bring my cane. There's a step to get through their threshold, and without an appointment, I was afraid I might have to sit in the outer chairs to wait. They are armless, and I might need my cane for balance getting up and down.
Temps were in the 30s. I dressed in three layers. I just can't stand the cold. Must be my lack of a thyroid. The garage is especially cold, and I shiver before T-Hoe's heat starts to work about two miles down the road. I went out and put the papers, and some ham and beans and corn muffins for The Pony, into T-Hoe's passenger side.
I turned to A-Cad, to get my cane out of the back seat. I almost ripped my arm off! The door was locked! What in the Not-Heaven??? We don't lock our vehicles out here. Farmer H always said, "If a prisoner escapes, he'll head to the highway to catch a ride, not out here in the woods to steal a car. But if he does, it'll be unlocked for him to hotwire, and he won't need to break into the house for keys!" More Farmer H logic.
Anyhoo... I was a bit upset, because I was not wanting to waste any time, to get to town and get that paperwork done before errands and the dropping temperatures before Friday's storm. I really wanted my cane. Lucky for me, I have the spare key for A-Cad in my purse. So I fished it out and tried the clicker to unlock the doors.
NOTHING.
I tried that clicker several times. It was deader than a doornail. I suppose it needs a new battery. I put the key in the front door lock, and got it open. I used the button on the armrest to unlock all the doors. I hobbled to the back door again. Found my cane. Saw no reason for the doors being locked. Just a few pocketknives and some mini flashlights in packages. I closed the back door. Hobbled to the front. Tried locking all the doors with the armrest button. The alarm started sounding. I couldn't stop it with the clicker. Dead, you know. So I had to lean in and put the key in the ignition and start A-Cad, which shut off the alarm. Then I had to leave all the doors unlocked. What's the use of only locking the driver's door with a key?
You can bet Farmer H got an earful when he came home. To which he replied, "Huh."
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Huh, did you expect more? I have come to the conclusion that unless it is an inconvenience for The Man, it matters little. This why I start a campaign of nagging along with sarcasm about his brain, or lack thereof.
Kathy,
I am sure you have about as much success with that as I do with my doling out of earfuls!
I think you need to get an extra cane or two and leave one in T-Hoe and one wherever you might need it in the house. Maybe leave a third one with The Pony just in case of whatever.
River,
I actually have an extra in T-Hoe, but it is solid wood, with a curved handle, and just a bit too tall for me. The one I was trying to get is hollow metal, with an upside-down "L" shaped handle, and just the right height. The wooden cane was my grandma's, and the metal cane was my mom's. In the Mansion, I do okay by leaning on assorted furniture and appliances. Not constantly, but if I feel unbalanced. So to speak...
So swap the canes and have the metal one always in T-Hoe. Can Farmer H saw off a small piece from the bottom to make the wooden one the same height as the others?
River,
I could swap the canes. I don't go many places in A-Cad, mostly to the casino, and I could remember to get the metal one to take along. Farmer H probably COULD saw off a portion. But it's a matter of WHEN he would get around to it, and the chance that he might get it too short.
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