16th February 2025
My embarrassment could not sink much lower.
I’ve alway maintained a level self control and high moral standards, some say I lost those the moment I came to America, but I maintain some dignity when it comes to how low I stoop.
We had to drive to Grand Haven to collect a dresser, the owners were downsizing and getting rid of things they didn’t need.
It was a pleasant drive along the lakeshore, although you could see it for all the damn houses that line the shore line. Anyway we found the house, the dresser had been left on the porch so we could see it as we arrived. It wasn’t anything special, a style we have done many times before. Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of a dumpster bag full of junk and bags of rubbish. I didn’t say anything to Kelli just in case she didn’t see it. I should have known better. We carried the dresser, and loaded it into the back of the truck. Now, in this big bag was another furniture piece that would have had three drawers, but they were missing. Kelli pounced on the dumpster bag as if her life depended upon it. First she found one of the drawers, her excitement grew, then I was roped in to help extract the drawerless carcass. I felt that the eyes of the entire neighbourhood were looking at me. I had no disguise, I was exposed, Pete was pulling something from someone’s rubbish pile.
In removing the carcass it expose another drawer, and one that was in pieces. I quickly loaded all the parts into the truck. Meanwhile Kelli continued to explore the contents more thoroughly. I heard a lot of scraping and grunting as she found a tall black lantern with a bunch of Christmas lights inside, that found its way into the back of the truck. I was keen to get away, I’m sure if she was on her own she would have done a forensic clean of everything.
However she was pleased that she had saved a piece of furniture from certain death, and gave us another project in the meantime.
To celebrate, we stopped off at a small restaurant next to pigeon lake, a delightful little place that we might adopt as our place to go for special occasions.
When we left there was a sprinkling of snow falling, damn!, will this stuff ever stop?
Another Lifetime to go 