Being Late by Janet Lane Walters #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Writing #Accidents #Childhood

 

After reminding myself for a week about doing this ahead of time, I was diverted again and again. So here I am on the due date. What to talk about?

I am approaching a birthday next month when I will be ninety. I remember as a child thinking I would be lucky to reach the age of 65. Why I chose that age, I'm not sure, Perhaps because I saw relatives and friends of the family celebrate when they reached that age. Since I went past what I as a child thought was the oldest anyone could reach, I'm looking forward to next year.

There will be a gathering of friends and family on that day. Will be fun and hopefully not embarrassing with people remembering my klutzy days and the ways I managed to ruin my body. Being accident prone is part of my life. Right now I have a scraped elbow when I missed a small step outside and ended up on the driveway next to the car. Nothing serious other than the scraped elbow. That seems to be how my accidents go. I'm sure there were hundreds of these little accidents when I was a child. My knees usually bore a scar. I used to tell people I was ambi-awkward and that still holds to today.

Enough about bodily harms. Working hard to finish a book I hate. Not someone else's but the one I'm currently working on. Should ahve it ready to go to the publisher soon. So I'll stop this and return to work.