I’ve told this story before but one day when Addie was probably 5 or maybe 6, she and I were driving down the road and she wanted me to do something and I said “No, I’m afraid to do that.” I can’t even remember what it was but it seems like it was something that I shouldn’t do in the car.
She said “Granny, are you scared of everything?” I said “Did your dad say that?” Yep. He did. Truly, I am afraid of everything. I always have been a big chicken.
Yesterday Nicole called and was telling me a story that during the night a few nights ago, someone hit a telephone or utility pole just in the back of my apartment. I think it was actually across the street. It took the pole down and the police and ambulance were there. Nicole said “Chad said . . if Granny would have been there, it would have scared her to death!” Probably not though. Depending on what time it happened, I might not have even heard it or if I had, since it was an accident . . I doubt I would have been scared.
But, yesterday, I scared the heck out of myself. If I’m in the grass, I’m always watching my feet because of snakes. Vince has a tendency to strip down and throw his clothes across the clothesline when he’s been out in the public. He had gone to town Tuesday and then yesterday afternoon, he cut the grass. One of his black socks had fallen off the clothesline, he ran over it with mower and it was kinda shredded and was on the walkway. I went out just a bit before dusk to close the garden gate. I was wearing flip flops and I was looking up at the clouds because I was on the walkway that’s limestone. I still should have been watching my feet. Something got caught between my toes and my flip flop. I looked down, still walking, and this black “tail” was flopping around under my foot. I screamed, slung my shoe off . . and realized it was a piece of black fabric which I later learned was Vince’s shredded sock.
Then I had to hobble across the limestone to get to my shoe that was halfway across the driveway!
Today I’ll watch my feet everywhere I go!