Getting Older

One morning last week we had a hard rain. A friend and I had to attend a meeting at the Sternberg Museum here in Hays that morning. We got soaked getting into the car. It was difficult to drive because visibility was poor. I made a left turn and we were suddenly in deep water. The water rose over my tires. I had to keep going because there was a car behind me. Fortunately, after a couple of blocks I turned right and pulled into the parking lot. The rain stopped. I locked the car and my friend and I entered the Sternberg. We were cold and wet, but ok. After the meeting, I could not unlock the car. My keys would not work. I had to call a locksmith to unlock my car. He thought excess moisture may have shorted out the lock system. The locksmith refused to take any money for his efforts. He said,"It's raining and I'm happy to help."

Today, exactly one week later, I locked my keys in the car after returning home from running errands. Imagine my embarrassment when I had to explain to the locksmith that I needed his help again. He cheerfully came and unlocked my car, even though a hot sun was shining down, and he had to struggle to get a car door open. But the locksmith prevailed. I breathed a sigh of relief and paid him. I can drive again!!! But a moment's inattention cost me money. And I have the feeling that I am getting older and more forgetful. Not a good feeling. But I guess I'll survive. The rest of the day was loverly. I still have a little sinking feeling in my stomach, though. Am I really getting old? Maybe I'm just hungry. That's it. I'm just hungry. Carry on.