SURPRISE

I really am not surprised easily. I'm usually quite aware of my environment or an event that might be celebrated. Just seem to read the tale tell marks of a surprise coming. That's why getting caught twice in one day bowled me over.

Chas had been grocery shopping. When he returned and knocked on my door and said he needed help. Chas is in a motorized wheel chair and does need help from time to time. I am only two doors away and can quickly respond. He had asked for my help once today to set up one of his outside plants that has fallen over. A second request was not that unusual. When I returned from getting paper goods at Target (Maria swears they are the cheapest there). Haven't done any comparison pricing so don't have a clue. I'll tell you this, it is closer than WalMart.

I rarely answer the door. I just scream "come on in" or "are you coming in or not." That's my favorite. My upstairs neighbors always says I haven't been invited and I respond that never stopped you before. Not true she never comes in without being invited.

But I digress as usual. When Chas pushed open the door and said he needed help I jumped up to see what I could do. He wanted something removed from is shopping bag which was hanging on the back of his chair. I assumed he could not get turned around enough to reach it. See that ice cream in there? Yes. Can you get it out for me. So I dig through his bag and find the Banana Split ice cream and while I am holding it he drove off without saying a word. You forgot your ice cream. No I didn't. I'm addicted to ice cream and will try most flavors. I'm not interest is spinach flavored chocolate. It has no appeal.

I get a call around 6:00 and can see it is from my upstairs neighbor. Seeing her name I began speaking in some trumped up make believe Asian language. I don't really know any. I keep going and she is trying to talk over me. It's not her. What? I start to listen and it's the lady whose parking space I often steal during the day. Ir's midnight — do you know where you car is? Yes, in the garage. But where in the garage? Memory is jogged and I gasp. In you parking space. I am so sorry. I had plans to move it but never did. It's OK. I parked outside and am leaving first thing in the morning. Just leave it. I didn't want to but I finally did. The upstairs neighbor took her phone back and said, I just wanted to harass you. You did and made me feel very guilty. I would like to promise I will never do that again, but I probably will. Her spot is so close to the door. Now If I can just get my heart back to a regular beat.