Old Codger

Yes indeed, I have become the sort of old codger who lurks by his kitchen window so that he can bring the trash barrel and recycling cans back from the curb within thirty seconds after the contents have been collected by the city trash collectors.

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  1. Funny to see this happening to oneself. I am now the old lady who pays cash for groceries, counting out the exact amount, including the pennies.

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