It's about time.

Many of you can relate to Working long hours at your career. Raising your families. Buying a home and paying all the bills related to being homeowners and parents. We're now retired and don't need all that work and expense. Now "It's about time" and what we do to follow our dreams.

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Tuesday, June 2, 2026

Good Samaritan’s Helping Hand.

Our Location today is Windsor, Ontario.

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It was another back and forth night between the Recliner and Bed. Thankfully, I spent more time sleeping in Bed than the Recliner, and it was all accomplished with the help of a couple Extra Strength Tylenol to ease all my Body Pains from working at the Storage Unit.

I added Apples and Oranges with the Yogurt Cups this morning as a way of being a bit more Healthy and to use them up before they went bad. I think there are still too many Apples, so I see some Homemade Apple Sauce being made real soon.

We took our Coffees to the Computers while we researched different things. We had an older Dresser Drawer that we no longer needed and was taking up space in our remaining Storage Unit. I researched the different Donation Centers in our area before it dawned on me, give it to someone you know, who needs it or someone they know. I called our son Kevin and he said no. Then I called our daughter Karen, only to get the same answer, but she recommended which Center she would donate to. We were just about to go out the door, when I thought to call our daughter Rose. Normally, they don’t need anything we are about to donate, but this morning, our granddaughter, little Maryam, tried reaching something on her bedroom shelf. She has a few scratches and bruises, but the dresser she used as a ladder is severely damaged.

We stopped at Popeye’s to take advantage of their $4.00 Value Menu. It is just filling enough, without overdoing it.

Back at Guardian Storage, a new customer arrived at the Entrance Kiosk just ahead of us and could not get in. With time, the Company has changed how many digits it took from Four, to Six, then Seven and now Eight. I’m sure he just got frustrated. He drove back to the Office while I simply added our Eight-Digit Security Numbers and went on to our Storage Unit.

It took a bit of moving things around before getting the Dresser outside near our Truck. The problem was lifting an Eighty Pound Dresser up Forty Inches just the Two of us. I lifted while Kathy placed a Prop under it, but it still was not working. Just then, Dave pulled up, asking if we needed a hand. He nearly lifted it in by himself. I could only say Thank You, while Kathy gave him a Hug in appreciation. The next thing we knew he was driving off. I had to add extra Ratcheting Straps to hold it secure before we started taking Backroads through the City.

With it being as Hot as yesterday, and it had been nearly Four Hours since we had eaten, we stopped at the closest Arby’s to have a Sandwich and the Biggest Cold Drinks they had.

After more Construction Detours, we finally arrived at Rose’s house. I started unfastening the Straps while Kathy knocked on the door. Talk about a Happy Family. Just yesterday, someone ran a Red Light and T-Boned their Mini Van. It’s a write off but their Insurance Company is trying to settle for a couple bucks. Munaf was not at fault, let the Insurance eat dirt.

Luckily, I had brought my Two Wheeled Utility Cart, so we had it inside in minutes. After Hugs and Handshakes, we were on our way, but this time I took the route I knew would get us where we needed and when, without all the Detours. We had to go back to our Storage Unit, to drop off the Cart, before heading for home.

It was a wonderful feeling to sit and relax, the “6 o’clock Local Newsthat started only Fifteen Minutes later. When it ended, we took turns taking our showers, but as I was adjusting the spray pattern, the adjustment arm Snapped Off the shower head. Tomorrow just got busier.

We later watched a Murder Mystery.

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Be Safe and Enjoy!

It’s about time.


Krackers

Words of Inspiration

Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.”

Haruki Murakami, Japanese Novelist

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