Every day is a new day. Every new day is an adventure. Some of them are fun, others have to be endured and some are brought on by personal acts of stupidity.
Take, for example, my need to use Muni & BART. Yesterday I took Muni, followed by BART followed by AC65 up the hill to our house. Each step of the way required me to produce my Clipper Card. No problem, right?
This morning I ran some errands with Shana, ending with her dropping me off at El Cerrito Plaza. I needed some more of a single color of floss. It should have been obvious to me, but I somehow forgot – floss is dyed. Dyeing is done in lots. If you are doing a large project with a single color, you need enough of the same dyelot to finish the whole project. Yes, I had an infinite amount of black around, but somehow I decided that midnight blue would look better. End result? I had to buy more floss. Ok. Then I stopped at Luckys and picked up teriyaki chicken wings. Which turned out to be too salty for me. Seven/eight left.
Arrived at the El Cerrito BART. Couldn’t find my Clipper Card. It wasn’t in the jacket pocket where it normally hides. I wasn’t wearing jeans, so it wasn’t in my back pocket. It wasn’t in the front pockets of my backpack; nor was it at the bottom of my craft bag. So…. I bought a regular adult one (note – us seniors get a 40-60% discount) and used it to get to Embarcadero. Exiting there, I ran into a tired young man hoisting a back pack. “How are you doing?” “I’ve had better days.” “Would chicken wings make your day a bit better?” “Yes” So I passed along the chicken wings to someone younger, less likely to be bothered by the salty and obviously hungry.
Got on the N-Judah at Montgomery Street Station. Got off at UCSF, entertained most of the way by a pair of young boys (ages 3 & 5) traveling with their parents. The boys really, really, really wanted to hit the red “stop requested buttons” and continued to be disappointed when it wasn’t their stop. They did me the favor of pressing the button for me. I can only hope I didn’t start a new game.
After spending the rest of the day with George, I headed back to the N-Judah. checking my wallet in the elevator – my BART card – the Senior one with the discount – was exactly where I put it yesterday. So why hadn’t I remembered to check there earlier? Can I use the excuse of a new phone wallet? Or should I just accept the fact that the pocket it was in was obvious and that I spent double what was needed to travel the first half of my journey?
Ah right – been there, done that!
I am just trying not to repeat the same bit of dumbness. Especially those which cost me extra money!
I had my first “senior moment” shortly after puberty and despite the odd remission, its been a constant presence ever since. At least it’s progressing slowly if at all.
Progressing? Oh, no. I don’t want to think about that at all….. but my paperwork is all in order just in case
I I would call that Murphys Law …. and even these days will end !
Sounds like a day and a half! You should not eat my food. I oversalt everything.
And if they didn’t comment on the salt, it would be something else!
LOL! I think we all have a little bit of that, wanting to be helpful. Wanting to, anyway. 😉
Maybe the Good Lord just wanted to make sure that tired, young man met someone willing to share their chicken wings!
Sometimes things fall into place and go smoothly, and sometimes they don’t. You have quite the commute. It’s great to have public transportation available, and it sounds like you’ve got it down.
I’m with you: good coffee is a must. We’re Peet’s fans, too, though I will buy Seattle’s Best, Tully’s and Starbucks when they are on sale. I buy of lot of Peet’s when its on sale, too. A good cup or two of great coffee in the morning is one of the simple pleasures of life. I still like the morning paper with it…the real paper, not digital.