Very earliest memory

[susandennis]

bitterlawngnome was asked what his very earliest memory was and it got me to thinking about mine... It is very clear. August 19, 1953. Kansas City, Missouri. I was 4. My mom was in the hospital with my new baby brother who had been born the day before. She would stay there 2 days. The norm in those days was 3 days but Mom was not normal. It seemed to me, at 4 and a half, that she had been there forever anyway.

My sister (18 months younger than me) and I were not allowed in the giant red brick hospital. But, Daddy took us to the parking lot and Mom stood at a window way up high and waved at us.

I love that memory. I love that Daddy did that.

---

I also love that I am being so productive today. Work is dead quiet so far so I'm doing laundry and dusting and shaking out drop cloths and folding them for next week. I moved the one computer on a rolling cart back to the living room because it's screensaver is my favorite photos and I missed seeing them.

I took my two floor lamps down to the garage. There's an area where you can leave stuff you don't want. If no one claims them by this weekend, I'll hustle them to the Goodwill. But nothing ever stays there for longer than a day. I have two more items to go down there - an old radio and an old TiVo.

Right now I'm on break. I remember when I first quit smoking, I'd be doing chores around the house and never stop because a stop, always before, had been for a cig break. No cigs, no breaks. It was one of the most difficult non smoking tricks to learn - to stop w/out a cigarette.

Next up... my nightstand needs a fix - I think it needs replaced but I can't find one I love so I'm going to see if I can fix it (the pasteboard broke apart at the bottom... wood glue). The dining room table delivery is scheduled for between 10:30 and 12:30. Then I'm going to swim and then I'm going to return the radio I bought earlier this week.

The building outside my terrace got its first above ground wall yesterday. I'm thinking it might be up to my height by the time the Tree That I Hate gets full leaves back.