I usually enjoy Sunday’s, especially in the fall with football season. Today, my day started off bad and only seemed to get worse. I woke up this morning and I accidentally burnt the toast. No that’s not the end of the story. The Patriots lost, what else is new. But the worse part of the day was when I was with my buddy and he was telling me he was having marital problems.
I won’t get into the details, but lets say I’ve heard these problems before, so before my friend (who is also a Boston condo for sale broker) began his whining, I said, “Let me try to guess your wife excuses.”
“I’m sorry, I have a headache.” After bad Chinese takeout.
“Maybe tomorrow.” To be used when you’ve already made plans.
“I haven’t been feeling too sexy lately.” Always usable.
“My hair’s still wet.” Used despite using the hair dryer.
“There’s this TV show I really want to watch.” She shouldn’t use that one anymore with live streaming.
“Hmm . . . it’s awfully late.” Even if its only 10:00pm.
With a pause my Boston condo broker friend said, “No John it was none of those excuses.”
“Well Peter, I thought I knew them all, why don’t you add to my list.
“John, my wife told me “I don’t love you anymore’.
As bad as my day of burnt toast and the Patriot’s loosing, in retrospect, perhaps my day as a Boston condo broker wasn’t that bad at all.
This morning when I woke up I went to the bathroom like I do every morning. After I took a shower and brushed my teeth. I looked in the mirror, I have to admit I’m really losing my hair big time.
Now I know with the COVID-19, I shouldn’t be so selfish and have hair loss be such a big thing in my life, but I can’t help.
The Very Old Lady
Positive attitude, self-image, ageism
A very old lady looked in the mirror one morning. She had three remaining hairs on her head, and being a positive soul, she said, “I think I’ll braid my hair today.” So she braided her three hairs, and she had a great day.
Some days later, looking in the mirror one morning, preparing for her day, she saw that she had only two hairs remaining. “Hmm, two hairs… I fancy a centre parting today.” She duly parted her two hairs, and as ever, she had a great day.
A week or so later, she saw that she had just one hair left on her head. “One hair huh…,” she mused, “I know, a pony-tail will be perfect.” And again she had a great day.
The next morning she looked in the mirror. She was completely bald.
“Finally bald huh,” she said to herself, “How wonderful! I won’t have to waste time doing my hair anymore.