Yep, things are getting back to normal.
I was filthy dirty and was heading for the door when Mom stopped me in my tacks with, “Where are all my trash cans?” In particular, a red one and a green one…. After three hours of hard labor the last thing in the word I could have cared about is a couple of missing trash cans. But being the dutiful daughter, I went in search of the two receptacles in question, thinking I might know where they got stashed.
Well, the trash cans were not where I thought they might be….so I then went to the RV, where I stash everything that does not fit in her closet. In the Rv, I found two trash cans…The red one she wanted and a white one!!! Having solved that problem I head back to the apartment thinking I had saved the day…Nope, that white one belongs in the RV, and no she was not willing to use that one beside her bed. So I left the red one, informed her that I was tired and dirty and that I was not going to search any longer for her missing trash can. Dad smiled and told me to go while I could.
I dutifully put the white trash can back into the Rv and left to finish up my chores of watering Mom’s flowers, my flowers, and everyone else’s flowers….the herbs and the other stuff that are growing in pots.
I will contemplate the missing green receptacle tomorrow…I am pretty sure I know where it is.