Today is one of those days. My engine is sputtering along and I'm ramping up for a long to do list and a short energy reserve.
So, I'm gonna be lazy now and link two weeks of SC's here in this single post. Prompts are in bold in each. To visit other Week 30 stories, click here. To visit other Week 31 stories, click here.
My glare finally made the frail, elderly woman release the last can of pumpkin pie spice. I gave a smile of triump as she turned away in defeat. That was as it should be. I saw it first.
I snarled at the cashier when she suggested I let the pathetic old man behind me go first. Who cares that he had a small bottle of aspirin in his gnarled up arthritic hands and I had an overladen cart. I was there first.
I was so proud of myself. Living my life by horoscope made things so easy. Today’s had been: You have to recognize that a boundary is a boundary.
Sitting in the lobby of Dr.Matlock’s pre-nuptial counselling office, I glanced at my fiance in alarm as a couple slammed open the office door. The man’s face was red and hostile, the woman was in tears.
My future mother-in-law had insisted that we attend these sessions. Anxious to please her, I had agreed.
When the sweet faced receptionist called our names, we entered the Doctors office feeling a bit unsure.
After introducing herself, Dr.Matlock simply smiled and showed us the bin of tangled up Christmas lights.
“The first exercise in this session is for you both to untangle these lights. You have five minutes. Ready. Set. Go!”