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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ A Little Privacy Puhleeze, Really...

I know I've ranted about this before. But, bear with me. The other day I went on a walkabout down the hall to the public restroom. Seriously, twenty percent of the time I enter that bathroom, someone is on the phone in a stall. I used to try to soften my sounds of urinating and flushing, but at this point, I'm just going with it. The toilets are auto flush anyhoo, so why should I try to be quiet, ya know? 

So while I was doing my business, I actually overheard the toilet talker apologize for the flushing sounds and admit she was in the bathroom... And who was she calling?  Upon easy eavesdropping, the doctor's office a hundred yards away from her. Yes, she was trying to set up a procedure, in the bathroom, on the toilet, just down the hall from the reception desk.

Just saying.....