Peace and Quiet

Coming back to Canada after spending the winter in sunnier Florida is like moving; There is a lot of packing, meals at restaurants, sleeping in different bed.

But what is different from moving and is so much fun (I say sarcastically) is all the appointments: Doctor, dentist, renewal of driver permit and such, get groceries (a lot of), process months of mail and one of my favorite: fill the income tax.

Because of all that, yesterday was another trip in town. I even stay for the night.

To get some peace and quiet, I went to Costco. When I got to the line at the cashier, there was a lady before me. She was talking to a women in the next line. Talking is lightly put... she talked and talked, never needing to stop for air. My ears were ringing for this consistent bla bla bla... By the time she had put her cart's content on the cashier belt, I was so relieve thinking that she would be quiet for a seconds or two. But no, she knew the cashier and without interruption, started to talk to her. Finally, she paid and walked away... To my relieve, I could slowly hear her voice fading as she was getting away.

As soon the cashier greet me, I mentioned; “boy this women is a talking machine” and smile. She knew I wasn't being mean as I was smiling and she laughed.

I paid and walked out of the store, who do you think I catch up to? What did I do to Karma?

Today, as soon as possible, back to my place in the country. Where it's noisy: singing birds, meowing cats, the ruffling wind in the tree.