A ONE-TRACK MIND

Often at the wrong station

By Margaret BrennanPublished 4 months ago • Updated 4 months ago • 1 min read

A ONE-TRACK MIND ..

Often at the wrong station

Last time I looked in the mirror,

A wizard, I didn’t see.

Yet, whenever something gets lost or misplaced,

The blame usually falls only on me.

A receipt of almost three years ago

For a purchase he made online,

Somehow went missing and couldn’t be found.

But, hey, the problem was mine.

“Check your email” abruptly he said

Hoping emails would just appear.

For the next two hours, I backtracked our emails

The receipt just wasn’t here.

I asked him to check his papers

In the garage where there’s a drawer full of stuff.

“I know it’s in your computer somewhere, keep looking.”

Then he left the room in a huff.

Now his mind’s stuck on my email

Thinking that magic’s something I do.

If I don a witch hat and buy a straw broom, I might use it –

To hit him. Wouldn’t you?

I am a 79-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.

My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.

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