“Woke up this morning, and the sundown was shining in my eyes, I found my mind in a brown paper bag within. I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.” Remember those iconic lines from that song master Kenny Rodgers when he was with the First Edition? Well that’s how I felt today when I got up. Couldn’t give a reason for it other than when I put my feet to the floor for my slippers there was something in the way blocking my view of what was happening on the floor.
Stood up from the bed and had to lean backwards to catch my balance and wondered what was going on? The major part of the problem seemed to be generating from my belt line, thought to myself must be a stomach flu going around. Then the first shock I reached down to scratch, and could not for the life of me scratch the desired area, had to reach around the side to get it. So I thought to myself, “Self something here ain’t right. Wandered to the bathroom for the morning release, let fly, then realized that I had to stand closer cause my feet were getting damp, and for some reason the floor was wet! What was happening.
I called my wife, said “WIFE comeere QUICK!”, she come looked at me, looked at the floor, and said missed again I see, been doing that more and more lately, clean it up and come to breakfast, and she turned and left. Cleaned it up and went to breakfast, there was my loverly wife setting to the table pouring me some coffee and said morning “Muffin” I noted the absence of the word “Stud.” Drank my coffee and went back to the room. Looked into the mirror hanging on the wall.
What was looking back was someone I never saw before, hair was gray shoulders were slumped, and as the view traveled southward, there seemed to be an expanse never before seen. What the hell was that thing, it appeared stretched, hairy, had different colors going from white to pale pink, to red with a smattering of black dots scattered about. What was that thing.
It was grotesque, it bounced, and when I tried to suck it in. my face got blue, I strained, sweat popped out on the brow, I got this really weird feeling in the pit of my stomach.
It was ME! weren’t no doubt bout it, it were me.
How could this be, then it started to click, my wife saying “Muffin” without the stud, my rascal kids saying here comes “Moby” or “Are we having an eclipse today, oh Hi Dad” The one enemy we all have had finally caught me, and done such a good job of clouding the obvious that I did not see it. Or better yet did not pay attention to it
Unable to for the life of me figure out what happened. So now comes the hard part
“The Complete Redo.”
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