Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Good Excuse

   
 This past year has been a difficult year for the Weebles as age has declined their mental health. It became necessary to put Ma into a nursing home. For the time being, Dad is living by himself.

Ma has been in the nursing home for two weeks. On a recent visit from Dad, she was worried about the state of the house.

"I bet the house is a wreck," she snapped at Dad. "I bet you haven't even mopped the kitchen floor." (He hasn't. Himself or I have been over to clean.)

"Well, I'm old," said Dad. "I can't do that kind of work anymore."

That will be my story if you come to visit, and my house isn't as tidy as you think it should be. I'm old. I can't do that kind of work anymore.

2 comments:

MichGirl said...

Too right. I'm going to use it, too.

Bev said...

I'm going to start using that right now!