I carry my cell phone in my waistband when I am working at home. It's not an attractive look, and definitely not a fashion statement. I am usually alone when doing so. I wish for pockets. but very few of my clothes have them.
Today when I sat down, I felt the cell phone cutting into my waist. I thought to myself, "What did I do differently? Did I put it in a different place? It has never felt like this before." I got up to get it out of my waistband, fearing it would leave a permanent cell phone image on my waist. When I reached for it, there was no cell phone. "What? Where is it? What made the waistband so tight?" Then the "ah ha moment" came. The dialogue with myself follows:
K: I sit at the computer at all hours, both night and day. I am gaining weight!
Rational Self: No, it can't be that. You don't eat at the computer, just before, during and afterwards. Besides that, you are wearing the same clothes that you wore yesterday. They still fit.
K: I don't have to get up out of my chair, in order to use the phone. It is with me.
Self: Well, it surely isn't that! You get up many, many times during the day to check on your sick husband and to get him snacks.
K:I don't run up and down the stairs now, as I moved my office downstairs.
Self: But look at all the trips to the kitchen you make, in order to get his food trays.
K: I get it! It is all the delicious food people bring, so many wonderful treats.
Self: That's right, just blame them. That will work.
K: (Breathing a sigh of relief at the "Ah ha moment".) Finally. I have an excuse. It is the people's fault. All the wonderful, generous people who make delicious desserts, breads, meals for my husband. Some of those fall off his tray. The ones in my mouth? Oh, those. Well, my cell phone is glad to hear this, as I was about to trade it in for a newer model.
Hmmm, That reminds me. I think I heard that same comment before. Oh, that's right. I overheard a man saying he was thinking about trading his in for a newer model, and winking at the cute DQ waitress. Do you think he was talking about cell phones?
Well, I don't know, but Ray's Blizzard sure was good. It would have been totally melted when I got home, if I hadn't been there to rescue it from dissolving into a puddle.
Yessiree, I am sure glad that I had that "ah ha moment" earlier. I know that I had nothing to do with the waistband shrinking. In addition, I got to surprise Ray with half of a snickers blizzard, his very favorite.
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