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Mondays with Melitas – July 18, 2011

HOME ALONE

On Wednesday, March 10th, I was around the house all by myself, and I had several chores to keep me busy. Working on income tax return was ongoing so I started on the computer with that, and as I sat there poking the numbers in, I thought I may as well wash a load of clothes since the “coloreds” basket was overflowing. Good choice, I thought and went off to the laundry room to get the wash going, then back to income tax. After all, I have to use my time wisely at this stage of the game.
Now, I am very engrossed in the tax entries – don’t make any mistakes there – and it took awhile to suddenly have the one brain cell that has to do with washing clothes finally wake up and tell me the wash was ready for a second rinse, and had been for quite some time. So I took care of that. Then back to the computer for Uncle Sam. But I soon remembered to go throw the clothes into the dryer. This time when I go back to the tax return, the K-1 Form that I am working on is giving me a hassle, and trying to input the information is driving me crazy. I probably got fed up with trying to get the K-1 all straightened out, and I let my mind wander: Oh my goodness – THE DRYER! So back to the laundry room to see how all was going. The cycle was very close to the end, so I started grabbing the clothes out. Now you know when you open the dryer door this stops the dryer. Well, the dryer stopped rotating, but there was still the noise of the motor running. It scared me almost to the brink of death. Will it catch on fire, will the house burn down or something else happen? If I call 9-1-1, they certainly won’t drag out all my museum pieces, all they will do is haul me off.

Now I realize I have to somehow unplug the thing, but there is no way I can reach over the machine to reach that wall plug. So I have to do a “no-no” and find a stool, or something, to stand on to make the reach. When I look back, I cannot remember if I had my cell phone “on me” with all this back and forth between laundry and computer. I am not supposed to take one step without either cell or line phone with me. At all times when home alone. PERIOD.

Anyway, I went to my clothes closet and brought the chair stool out in front of the dryer, lifted the seat up, leaving 2 steps which I stepped right up on, pulled the plug, got right back down, and heard the motor noise still going strong. This gave me the feeling that I have a real serious problem here, and I even stuck my head inside the dryer, and the noise was still noising, and it was still warm in there. What to do, what to do? Well, the sensible thing to do is contact the Sears Service people and get them on it ASAP. The phone book is too much for me to lift, so back to the computer to find the 800 number to call.

This whole scene started around 10 AM, and after all the back and forth from income tax to wash and dry the laundry, it was now around 3:30 PM and I happened to get a real person to talk to, which in itself is quite an achievement these days, and tell him how desperate I was and that I am 92 years old and would the thing catch fire, and so on and so on. He even had me go out to the dryer and report back if it was still doing the same thing, and it was. Finally, we set an appointment for Saturday, the 13th between 8 and 12, along with a credit card charge of $139. There was no earlier time available, and by then, I was so weak from running – well, actually walking. I’m definitely not supposed to, or maybe I just plain- old can’t run anymore. So I agreed on the appointment time and day.

Next, my friend Alba called from the Tennis Garden where she does volunteer ushering. She was wondering how everything was going along at home, so I told her about the dryer and how the motor is still running, and I am out of my mind, and Sears can’t get here till Saturday. Didn’t even bother to mention the income tax was stuck with the pesky K-1’s. She tried to calm me down, and said she would be home when her shift ended. I tried to calm down to no avail.

When she did arrive home, she immediately was checking on the dryer since one walks right by it coming in from the garage. I was over in the dining room on the far side of the house, and she is telling me what’s wrong, but I can’t hear all of it, but could distinguish something about “the fan.” I am yelling “What? What?” I then go over to the laundry room to hear what she is telling me:

ALBA: “The fan is on.”

MELITAS: “What fan?”

ALBA: “The exhaust fan in ceiling.”

MELITAS: “Oh”

Well, it turned out I had never put my “hears” in that day.

So now, Sears is all primed to arrive Saturday morning, and the dryer is AOK. It is after 6 PM so I race no, that’s crawl – back to the office to call and cancel. Everything is peachy keen, I reached a real person (a gal this time) and I go on and on telling her the whole story, even about sticking my head inside the dryer. She was cracking up, and every once in awhile she would be gone from the line since she was relating the whole story to her entire office. I told about being 92 and the racing back and forth between income tax and doing the laundry. That phone call took about 20 minutes, and they didn’t mind at all having to cancel the appointment and losing the business because everyone got such a charge hearing all about my little caper while home alone.

I would imagine there will be another rule added to the “Home Alone Rule Book: “Hearing aids in at all times. PERIOD.” It’s funny that at the end of every rule in that book it has Period spelled out. PERIOD.

THE END

(Read to here at the May 21, 2010 Luncheon held at Heritage Palms)
PS
And every time I mentioned “92,” I was telling a bit of a lie. I was not going to be 92 for 44 more days. Which incidentally was a blast when it really happened. I love birthdays, due to the fact that the family started me off at 1 year old raising one finger when they would ask me how old I was.

 

 

14 Comments to “Mondays with Melitas – July 18, 2011”

  1. Another classic story Melitas! You had me laughing from the get go! You certainly have a knack for storytelling. I’m really enjoying Mondays

    Jamie

  2. Melitas,

    I really enjoyed your “Home Alone” story. I am so sorry you had such an experience – bad day! I didn’t mean to, I really couldn’t help myself, I must admit I laughed so hard tears were running down my cheeks. My husband needs a hearing aid and he refuses to get one. I am so glad your day ended well and that Sear’s was kind enough to refund your money.

    Hugs, Barbara Sullivan

  3. Keep it coming Melitas, I now can hardly wait for Monday’s with Melitas.

    Michele

  4. You know what’s keeping you young, don’t you? It’s all about being able to laugh at yourself. And that’s the truth. PERIOD!

  5. You’re the greatest Melitas! I love your stories.

  6. Mena, You were kind enough to send me this story a while back; but I loved reading it again. I felt as though I was right there with you. I loved the picture of you too. You’re just as cute as you ever were.

  7. Melitas…I get to read about you on Tuesdays…I love having a good laugh before I get to work..Keep it up gal…Barbara from San Luis Obispo..

  8. Melitas, stop breaking those rules I set down in that Home Alone Rule book! alba

  9. What a laugh-out-loud story, Melitas. I emailed a copy to my 88 year old Mom who printed it off to share with her friends. Can’t wait till next Monday to see what you’ll come up with next!

  10. Melitas,
    What fun this is to read about your fantastic life. I knew you were one fiesty lady. These experiences you are sharing are historically informative but also are written with such loving feelings. Mike and I have caught up with all your stories and will be anxious for Monday’s new blog. I will also pass these along to the rest of your SJHWGA cronies. Thank you so much for including us.
    Linda

  11. MELITAS, YOU ARE SOMETHING ELSE (SO IS ALBA, BY THE WAY) !! YOU GO GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!

    SHIRLEY&BOBBYE

  12. Melita’s that’s such a great story! Loved and laughed thru every moment of it! Thanks for sharing your life with us. You make me smile!

  13. Still Laughing!

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