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Odds and Ends No. 74

When my readers break, wear
out, or fall apart, I order a
box of three pairs for me and

a box for her. I need them to
shave and see the computer
screen; she needs them for

reading. My remaining old pair
of glasses is in the loft bath-
room. I put a new pair

downstairs just in case I need
them there and will keep a
new pair at my desk in the loft.

So, at my desk in the loft, I slid
the new readers out of its soft
case. A small oval sticker

about 1 cm wide sat off-center
on the front of the right lens.
It was hard to get off because

it was so dang small. No glue.
When I finally peeled it off, it
stuck to my finger. I tried to

flick it, stick it, throw it, blow it
to no avail then it floated down
and rested on a yellow Post-It

The oval sticker in question…

on my desk. The oval seems
to seek flesh and may be as
insidious and deadly as the

protomolecule in The Expanse!
I couldn’t help myself. My
finger hovered over it. The

oval seemed to jump up to my
finger. I heard a laugh like
Miller’s. I looked up. Miller sat

across from me on a kitchen
ceiling beam adjusting his hat.
He shook his head laughing.

Nothing is easy anymore.

I’ve reached a phase in my
life where nothing is easy.
The easy things aren’t easy.

I’m more determined than
ever to finish and publish
a book about my early Army

years and time in Vietnam.
I’m so close! Hoping to
publish before the end

of May. Meanwhile, nothing
is easy. Final editing and
some crazy reconstruction,

insert photos, tweak front
and end matter. Miller is still
shaking his head with his

hand on his hat laughing at
me. A week ago, I thought
I could find a replacement

pull down faucet head at the
big hardware giant near us.
We went to lunch after church

and I said since they are next-
door, I’ll run in and get it. An
employee led me to the exact

same generic replacement I
bought a few months ago that
failed to work properly. In

fact, it is the only generic they
have. No name brand parts
at all. “Is your faucet

registered? If so you can get
the part from the manufacturer.”
“No. Just bought the house.”

She walked away. I walked
back out to the car empty
handed. I ordered a part on-line.

It came; I opened the box.
It looks like I’ll have to replace
the hose and the head.

I got a flashlight, got on my back,
and looked under the sink. Not
the easy job I thought it was.

I groaned as I got off the floor.
I didn’t feel like messing
with it today. The rain stopped.

My world is all wet. Looks like
Monday will be the only grass
cutting window for the week.

I’ll rest today. And I’ll finish the
book this month come hell, high
water, or Miller. I looked up.

No Miller. So, Miller or no Miller,
I’ll suit up for the next task as it
comes knowing that it won’t be

easy. But it doesn’t matter
because we love our life on the
bayou the way it is. So what if

everything is harder and takes
longer! Eat your heart out, Miller!

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Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)

I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)

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