ONE OF THOSE DAYS
What do I need? First of all, to explain, I am feeling my age and today is one of depressing thoughts and grim outlooks. So, I have reverted to playing with the macabre. A defense mechanism no doubt. Just the same it works and if it works, use it.
Here is what I need. *
- A conversation with Nina.
- A secretary.
- A dog.
- Someone to take good care of the dog.
- Three of more skilled workers to fix the septic drain line, do the dishes, mow the last part of the lawn I couldn’t get to for the past few days, paint the trim in the newly renovated bedroom, move my bed from the living room to the newly renovated bedroom.
- Someone to cut down a few small trees that have sprung up overnight, it seems.
- An able-bodied gang of brutes to carry away my old workshop and its contents for free.
- A consultant to help me decide whether or not to have my favorite recliner repaired or replaced.
- A happy individual to happily wash the dishes. There are only a few; no biggie. A repeat, I know.
- An administrative assistant to let me know when I repeat myself.
- A medical assistant to assure me that this very low blood pressure situation is not life threatening.
- A pharmacologist to prescribe a medication that will help me drain my bladder properly but will not lower my blood pressure to dangerous levels.
- A writers’ group which meets hourly to discuss what we love.
- A person with a pleasing voice to visit and sit on my tiny deck and drink scotch with me. Limitless topics of conversation.
- A family therapist to fix my shitty attitude toward my family members. This alone would cure a lot of my resentment-filled hours.
- A cure for my son Scot’s recent diagnosis.
- Someone to help me write the most effective apology for me to read to my son Mark.
- A better deal for my friend Grace who has been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer.
- A clue to where I put the retainer hinges for the back seat to my SAAB. The seat is still sitting in the living room where I put it last year after I removed it to gain bed space for traveling.
- Someone to make some trellises for the long-caned roses that have been resurrected and are growing quickly.
That’s about it. Not an overly selfish list I hope. Whining is a skill of mine. Almost a super-power. Long live whining.
G. M. Goodwin
June 24, 2018
* Please don’t bother telling me the difference between wants and needs. I know.
Playing Fair and Being Kind 
I bow to your superior whining talent! Do you give lessons? I feel a whine session coming on and I could use some pointers.
Hope your whine list gets whittled down to something more manageable. {{HUG}}