It’s All In A Day’s Work

Ever since I retired myself, seven years ago, to take care of family, my husband, Bill, and I have an ongoing commentary about how all the cleaning, cooking, grocery shopping, taxi driving etc. around our house gets done. I tell Bill I’m retired but the “maid” is coming tomorrow to which he usually replies “well you better make sure she does a really good job for all the money we’re paying her…” Then, when Bill comes home from work I’ll tell him “the maid was here today while I was relaxing at the spa…and I think she did a GREAT job, don’t you?” Bill will agree and say I think we just might need to give her a big raise.. and so our little playtime goes on and on every week…just plain insider fun between the two of us…

Well, yesterday, while “I”, not the maid, was finishing up dinner, I went to reach for the salt shaker for Shantel and look what happened to me. I don’t cook with salt so I keep the big, heavy, salt shaker in those little cabinets just above the microwave. You know the ones that you really need a step stool to reach? Well, when I was reaching to get the salt shaker, I must have bumped it and it fell out of the cabinet right on my face cutting me just at the end of my eye and caused me to bleed like crazy…. I had to hold a cold compress on it for a long time to stop the bleeding. It was just a tiny cut but I always heard face wounds bleed more and now I believe it!


Well, while I was standing in the bathroom trying to stop the bleeding, Bill came in and asked me if he could do anything to help. I told him, no thank-you, I’ve got it under control, but if I were you…I would make sure your workwoman’s compensation insurance is up to date because this accident is job related seeing how our cook had the day off today…:) Bill just laughed and said “oh, I have really good workwoman’s compensation and will take care of all your needs…he went on to say I would probably get a trip out of this like to Vermont…” I shut that down right away reminding him Vermont is my earned vacation… and I told him with the way my head is hurting, and I’m already getting a black eye…, I’m starting to see a whole new trip in my future…why who knows, this could possibly be a work related concussion that will require weeks of rehabilitation in a really fun-filled place… We decided we would sleep on that… 🙂

Now, this morning, I got all ready for my day of visiting my mother, running errands, grocery shopping etc. I put my make-up on and I don’t think my black eye looks too bad, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t still hurt, a lot, and still needs lots of sympathy and TLC don’t you think?


I decided to wear my multi colored vest today to distract people from looking at my black eye because I didn’t want anyone to think I am an abused woman… That didn’t work too well because everyone at the Care Center where my mother lives wanted to know what happened to my eye. And, if anyone didn’t happen to notice my black eye…my mother would point it out to them…even after I brought her a big batch of fresh strawberries which are her favorite treat.


Well, no harm done and we all had a good laugh about it. I guess that’s all that really matters anyway. 🙂

When I got home I tried to tell my kitty, Carmen, all about my day, and how everyone was laughing about my black eye, but she was more interested in having her down time to relax and suggested I do the same…


As soon as I get dinner prepped I just might take her up on that but I believe I’ll do my relaxing in the pool… It’s just all in a day’s work!

Stay Tuned!

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. gotham girl
    Jun 26, 2013 @ 21:11:01

    What a fun post now that I know you’re ok!! Love the banter back and forth. Yes, I see somewhere really really fun in your future!! LOL! Big hugs and lots of love!


  2. gotham girl
    Jun 26, 2013 @ 21:11:46

    P.S. You sure do get all fancied up to go shopping and see your mom! Love the lipstick color!


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