Ode To My Remote Control
Last night, I was watching TV, in bed of course... I moved my covers and the receiver remote fell behind my bed. Usually, I would move my bed or crawl under my bed to reach for it. I knew I couldn't do the same this time. I couldn't call for help either because both my parents have slept already. Therefore, I switched off the television and forced myself to sleep.
I woke up an hour ago. Both parents are not home. I tell myself, it's Ok, mom will be home in a bit. 15 minutes ago, I decided enough waiting. I thought of getting the broomstick and using the stick to move my remote to the side. Next problem was where does my mom place the broom stick? I never do any house chores you see. I decided to go on a hunt for the broom stick. I walked out of my door and found the broom stick right in front of me. I guess mom was using it this morning. I grabbed the broom stick and returned to my room. I got on top of the bed and started slowly moving the remote... damn! it got stuck in an area I can't see and the broom stick can't touch! By this time I was breathing and panting heavily. That must have been the most effort I have done all week.
I called mom, she said she needed another half an hour to get home. I told her my dilemma. She ordered me to "put everything down and walk away! I repeat walk away!" Go watch tv in the living room!
Sigh.... is this what has become of my life?
I woke up an hour ago. Both parents are not home. I tell myself, it's Ok, mom will be home in a bit. 15 minutes ago, I decided enough waiting. I thought of getting the broomstick and using the stick to move my remote to the side. Next problem was where does my mom place the broom stick? I never do any house chores you see. I decided to go on a hunt for the broom stick. I walked out of my door and found the broom stick right in front of me. I guess mom was using it this morning. I grabbed the broom stick and returned to my room. I got on top of the bed and started slowly moving the remote... damn! it got stuck in an area I can't see and the broom stick can't touch! By this time I was breathing and panting heavily. That must have been the most effort I have done all week.
I called mom, she said she needed another half an hour to get home. I told her my dilemma. She ordered me to "put everything down and walk away! I repeat walk away!" Go watch tv in the living room!
Sigh.... is this what has become of my life?
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Wow, I just read the entire blog. I'm sorry about your accident, and hope you'll be as good as new in no time. The silver lining is that we get to read your blog again, but I guess it's not that silvery compared to the situation. Anyway, at least there's a way of getting in touch with you for the time being. Stay safe, and take it easy on the daytime soaps.. you're better than that ;)
daytime soaps? me? moi? no way! i wouldnt watch stuff like the bold and the beautiful, or stuff like that... nor would i watch the mexican stuff... at least not yet... i hope never... oh God please release me from this bed!!!
:D
thanks for the good words tempest. it feels weird to be back in the blogosphere and am trying to keep up with all the blogs. its a hell lot of effort!
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