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Letting my fingers type - #30DBC

(Open Prompt).

I'm just going to let my fingers type. I don't know what my fingers are going to type about. Maybe they'll type about the mint tea I drank this afternoon, (yummy), maybe they'll type about the shampoo I like that isn't currently available at the chemist's. Fortunately, I have some and it'll last till he gets more stock.

Maybe I'll type sad things like how grumpy I feel having no maid to wait on me like I used to for the first thirty-seven years of my life. But then, I'm happy just now so I don't think I want to go that route. I did love that maid, though. She was such a sweetheart. I cried without stopping when she retired.

She loved Coca-Cola. She also loved to watch the musical program on TV. We didn't have a TV in those days and she had to go to the neighbour's place to watch her favourite show. She didn't like that much. since it meant being obligated to the neighbours maid. She was thrilled when we got a second-had TV from my uncle, who was upgrading to color by that time. Ours was black-n-white.

Yep, I loved my maid.

(Pic: My maid and my Mom with me in the middle, on the train. I was off to stay with my aunt for a couple of years to complete college.)

My cousins all had their own maids. The best maid in the family was my younger cousin's maid. My younger cousin (now age fifty) still remembers fondly how she curled up on the maid's knee and shared her glass of afternoon tea.

So this blog is going to be about maids ... ?

We don't have a full time maid now. Our part time maid has a grand-daughter who has mental and emotional issues. That kid is SO CUTE. She used to come over sometimes before Covid and play with Dad and me. She must be so grown up now!

Okay, enough rambling for this blog.

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