Free to a good home: Grandma
I don’t take up much room. I don’t eat much. I pick up after myself. I can make you soup if you’re feeling poorly, I bake four kinds of cookies. I will sit and listen to you tell me all about your day. I’m not offended by the dropping of F bombs. I can play boardgames, and know how to cheat at pinochle. I have that Call A Car app on my phone so you don’t need to take me to doctors or shopping. My grandkids are now young adults. They’re too old for a grandma. They don’t have time to sit and chat, let alone play a game of Monopoly. No body wants an old lady around. My kids are too caught up in their own lives. Seems everyone lives at a different speed than I do these days. They buzz around me, talk over me. I’ve become invisible and irrelevant in my current house. I’d prefer a home where I can be part of the conversation. Grandpa is gone three years past, but I still wear my wedding ring, so there won’t be no gentlemen callers. I’m not allergic to dogs or cats, and I do know how to bounce and comfort a baby, but you might still want to hire a sitter if you’re going out. My daughter-in-law says my mind wanders. My mother used to say I was off with the faeries. I can do dishes and laundry. I cook a good Sunday roast. Let’s see, did I forget anything. I can crochet – hats and mittens even blankets, I can sew on buttons and mend things – if someone can thread the needles for me. My daughter-in-law wants to turn my room into her sewing room, they’ve reserved a room for me at Sunset House, but everyone there is so old. She’s got the decorator coming by the end of the month, so I’m available immediately. Please call.
— Lkai
I don’t take up much room. I don’t eat much. I pick up after myself. I can make you soup if you’re feeling poorly, I bake four kinds of cookies. I will sit and listen to you tell me all about your day. I’m not offended by the dropping of F bombs. I can play boardgames, and know how to cheat at pinochle. I have that Call A Car app on my phone so you don’t need to take me to doctors or shopping. My grandkids are now young adults. They’re too old for a grandma. They don’t have time to sit and chat, let alone play a game of Monopoly. No body wants an old lady around. My kids are too caught up in their own lives. Seems everyone lives at a different speed than I do these days. They buzz around me, talk over me. I’ve become invisible and irrelevant in my current house. I’d prefer a home where I can be part of the conversation. Grandpa is gone three years past, but I still wear my wedding ring, so there won’t be no gentlemen callers. I’m not allergic to dogs or cats, and I do know how to bounce and comfort a baby, but you might still want to hire a sitter if you’re going out. My daughter-in-law says my mind wanders. My mother used to say I was off with the faeries. I can do dishes and laundry. I cook a good Sunday roast. Let’s see, did I forget anything. I can crochet – hats and mittens even blankets, I can sew on buttons and mend things – if someone can thread the needles for me. My daughter-in-law wants to turn my room into her sewing room, they’ve reserved a room for me at Sunset House, but everyone there is so old. She’s got the decorator coming by the end of the month, so I’m available immediately. Please call.
— Lkai
Awwwww. I'd take her but I have no extra room! And I'm probably just as old! Don't know! I like the listing of all the things she CAN DO. I can't imagine much else that would need to be done except for yard work! ---Macoff
ReplyDeleteSorry, Macoff. She's mine, and I have plenty of extra rooms as long as she can do stairs
ReplyDeleteStairs, it’s always the damn stairs that do in the grandmas! Beautiful. Loved it. Heart-wrenching because it’s so true!
ReplyDeleteBeatifully done. Nobody wants to go to Sunset House ( a perfect name ), a place where old gray people go and eat old gray meat. I think Grandma has it right. Age segregation has never been a good idea. And, by the way, there are some great affordable tools to overcome the stairs problem.
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