Living Retired — ‘Broom Brouhaha’
By Gary Chalk
This past week was typical. I misplaced my iPhone, the key fob for my Jeep, my glasses, the television remote, my wallet, even the grocery list that I swear I had in my hand two minutes ago! What was different though is this all happened on Wednesday. Before lunch.
It gets worse, way worse. I couldn’t find the broom we use to sweep the kitchen floor.
I can hear you now, “Come on Gary, how on earth can you lose a friggin’ broom?”
That is a good question. The simple answer, okay the only answer is, I don’t know.
There is the idiom ‘the new broom sweeps clean, but the old broom cleans all the corners.’ Since we misplaced our broom — and because Jan says I cook wall to wall — walking on our kitchen floor was, well, not pretty.
To make matters even worse, Jan has been complaining that I have become forgetful the past few years, so I was apprehensive to tell her I couldn’t find our broom. It is one thing to say you can’t find your iPhone, but another to have to admit to losing the broom. … Read the rest hereRead More