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Five Must Haves

PROMPT May 21st

Not including your phone, computer, or other Googling device, write about the top five most useful items you own.

         

         

         

         

         

         1. My two vehicles: A mini van and a pickup truck. Mass public transportation does not exist where I choose to reside. Travelling is self-serve only. If I wish to eat, I must drive a distance to shop. If I wish to visit family, I traverse the highways in one of my vehicles. If an accident befalls me, I drag myself to my trusty, reliable truck and beeline it to the nearest hospital. I cannot always call for an ambulance. Without my motorised conveyances, I'd be stranded.

         2. My camper/trailer/home away from home AKA the Summer Oasis: This piece of aluminum and glass has hosted numerous get-togethers. It's an excuse to return home and socialize for my three adult children and three grandgiggles. This proved true. If we invest in this, they will come. Our retreat provides outdoor fun and a welcome respite from the interminable winters. Since I now reside in an upstairs apartment, the seasonal campsite provides me with a garden. I do my bit to feed the local ravenous insects, too. A groundhog and a flying squirrel claim squatters' rights. The rather rotund raccoon has moved on.

         3. The Fridge/ Keeper and Protector-Provider of Most Things Edible: I believe this is self-explanatory, no refrigerator equals starvation. This appliance holds the key to all meals. The wonders within conjure miracles. It also lures the roaming offspring to visit. Within the confines of the teeny-tiny upper freezer I have set a booby-trap. Anyone pulling open the door is bombarded by frozen muffins and discouraged to browse.

         4.My Digital Camera: This handy gadget permits me to create long-lasting memories and irrefutable proof of any and all events, excursions, DIY projects, injuries, and wildlife invasions. Its handiworks provide hours of amusement.

         5. My Bed: Ah, this is my haven. I spend too many nights tossing and turning on this irreplaceable piece of furniture. Occasionally, I experience blissful slumber there. It serves as Recovery Station One. It witnesses my attempts at physiotherapy and preventative exercises. Sometimes, it cradles me as I lose all track of time immersed in a book. Changing the sheets creates an invigorating cardio workout.