Sunday, February 20, 2005

Like A Box of Chocolates

Forrest Gump's Mom must have been talking about life around my house when she said "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get". A quiet peaceful day is a rare thing in my world. Just when I think I've seen it all. There's nothing left that can surprise or shock me. Life (fate, God, who or whatever's making these decisions) lobs me a ball out of left field. The upside is that I never become complacent. The downside is that I seldom feel secure. Financially, mentally, and emotionally I always seem to be waiting on the edge of sanity for the other shoe to drop. By now your probably thinking "Oh boy, what's up at Wanda's house". Well, nothing really. In fact it's been almost dull and uneventful for the past few weeks. So, I'm thinking, something big has got to be lurking just around the next corner.
For the past week I've had this nagging feeling. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. You know that feeling where you keep thinking if you can just turn around fast enough you'll find someone watching you? Occasionally a thought would cross my mind, but it would escape as fast as it came, like a speeding car racing through the corridors of my mind. Then last night as I sat dozing in my easy chair, re-watching the Survivor premier ( I now know how and why Jolanda got voted off), out of nowhere the thought comes to me....I have nothing decent to wear to a funeral. As Emeril would say BAM ! It hit me. I have nothing decent to wear to a funeral. I have no idea where the thought came from, or why. But now having made it's self known, it won't leave me alone. Which is not only annoying, but scary as the dickens (whatever that means). If I've learned anything over the years, it's don't ignore these feelings. So, guess what I'm doing today. Yep, I'm going shopping to find me something decent to wear, to a funeral. Better to be prepared. Because, life is like a box of chocolates, not only do you never know what your gonna get, but if you indulge too much, it could kill you. In which case you really need something decent to wear, to a funeral .


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