Spring Fever

Spring has almost sprung and I’m feeling philosophical.

Why is it you find that perfect green top AFTER St. Patrick’s Day? You know, the one on the hanger under the poncho.

Why is it you never run out of chocolate syrup and milk at the same time? Always just enough of one and none of the other when the late night craving hits. Sorta like shampoo and conditioner.

Why is it that socks that go in the washer together don’t come out of the dryer together?

Why is it when you decide to walk you’ll see tons of available parking spots at the entrance?

Why is it on a full clothing rack you can find your color but not your size, or vice-versa?

Why is it the more complicated the assembly the shorter the instructions?

Why is it you have a good hair day when you’re  raking leaves but not for that dinner date?

Why is it thinking about those pickles you didn’t buy makes your mouth water?

Why is it on some no-makeup days you look fine and others you look sick?

Why is it you’ll see everyone you know when making a store run looking like a bum, but fix up a bit and you see no one you know?

Why is it scrumptious chocolate pies still don’t taste as good as Grandma’s?

Why is it the older I get the faster I seem to go through a calendar? Yes, I still use that old-timey paper crutch ’cause I don’t trust the screen ones.

Why is it the cat wants in or out just as I am about to fall asleep? Nighttime or nap time, no difference. Same with the phone – landline or cell. I will have a whole day of silence, but get sleepy, it comes alive.

Why do I never see my cat take a sock upstairs but I see him bring one down? In the dark it looks like he is carrying a critter, but he is just returning a sock. And he never takes mates.

Why is it we think first impressions of others are significant, but forget we make a first impression, too?

Why is it you can proofread multiple times but find one more error AFTER you hit send or print?

Why is it people I don’t know know me?

Why is it I think I have nothing better to do than ponder these silly questions?


About Teresa Pearson Lee

Retired after 33 years of teaching English and French (one year in private school in Memphis, TN and the rest in public school in Doniphan, MO. Enjoying new adventures - all those things I put off for lack of time, energy, now I can try them! Pottery, writing, traveling, camping, kayaking, dancing, listening to some of the best live music ever, and making lively new friendships. All christened with an appreciation for great red wine! Created and operated KC's on the Current, then sold it and managed it for new owners. You might still find me at the reservation desk when spring rolls around. Born and raised in St. Louis, MO near The Hill. Though a transplant to Southeast Missouri, still a city gal at the core with a deep love of the natural resources in these Ozark foothills. Currently I am a content coordinator for Poplar Bluff Living Magazine and a columnist/stringer for the local weekly The Prospect News. My rescue Siamese helps with most of the proofreading; he has a great ear. I relish the solitude easily had in the Mark Twain Forest but thoroughly enjoy lively outings for music, wine, conversation close to home or in my beloved hometown. Technology is my greatest challenge but so worth the shared connections. There may be a need for solitude but there is little loneliness. The material in this blog written by Teresa Lee is her property and cannot be used without express written consent to do so.
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