Life Is Like a Rolodex

 Life Is Like a Rolodex
The older that I get it seems the quicker that I flip through the days of each week. Cards on my life’s Rolodex seem empty, void of any names and bare of any notations, but they quickly fill up with appointments, meetings, chores, and ideas to flash by. There are times that I turn down events that I really would like to attend, but I have to limit places I have time for. I’m thankful that they haven’t cloned me yet.
This past Saturday I wanted to go to a graduation party, but it also was a family going away party for my granddaughter Moriah Beck. She is to start college at the end of the month. It was just for family. The college is in Florida where shee will major in music. Although she plays beautifully, her instructor said she’s behind. I’m told that there are several positions on the neck of the instrument and she’s only been taught one of them. She‘ll have to work hard to keep up, but she’s very gifted and I believe she can do it.
Church on Sundaay morning included our choir singing a selection that we’ve been practicing. Sunday school followed and evening services later. We had a special speaaker. Our pastor was on vacation and Pastor Shawley spoke. He and his wife have been at our church before and we’ve been blessed when he’s stepped in.
Monday my cell phone gave me a scare. The touch screen wouldn’t respond. I was in a panic when I couldn’t answer an important phone call. I was able to see the phone number and use my landline to respond. Afterward, I jumped into my car and drove to the Verizon store. The phone still wouldn’t allow me to use the touch screen. The lady at the store couldn’t correct the problem. She said she thought the phone was broken and was about to recommend that I purchase a different phone. When I said I had an insurance policy she wanted to give me the phone number for the insurer. I wanted her to remove the battery and let it reset itself, but there was no need. The phone mysteriously reset itself and has been okay since.
Tuesday was the monthly meeting of a few Connellsville Senior High graduates. It was nice to relax and talk, but the restaurant had the air conditioning set on popsickle and we nearly froze to death. Tomorrow I have Everdry Company to fix a sump pump that won’t shut off. The pump is the replacement for the original pump that had stopped working.