Gutter (069)

I couldn’t help but think about writing something to do with the fact that today’s post number is 69. All day, I was stumped as to what I would write based on my day that could make a school kid giggle. I started out the day by doing my morning paragraph and Daily Stoic, like I posted about yesterday. I even forced my out of shape butt onto the treadmill to walk a mile. Unfortunately, today was not a day that I was able to schedule two hours of writing because I had to take Grannie to a doctor appointment at 1pm. If there’s anything you need to know about her for this post, it’s that trying to get her out for anything is like herding cats. I gave ample time, so we spent several hours together. 

As soon as I got back home, I chowed down on leftover drunken noodles and planned to take a nap. I knew the text was coming, but I wasn’t sure when, so I thought I’d have time to snooze a bit. As I was half way through my bowl of noodles, Cara texted me that she was done signing her life away on her new condo and that she could use some help unloading her car. So I rinsed my bowl and headed her way. 

The previous owner left nearly-new furniture for her, a welcome addition to her new home, a blank canvas for memories. Cara isn’t so sure about the ultra modern white leather couch that he left in the living room, though. Her kids and friends all seem to love it, so she plans to try it out for a while. Especially now that it has been deemed the “porn couch” and it makes her teenage daughter giggle with unease.