I Blog Poetry and Prose

I remember an October day in Oklahoma. Grandpa had racked the leaves into piles, ready to put in the steel drum he used to burn them, he watched us jump in the leaf piles. We scattered them, making more work for him, but he didn't care. He laughed and smiled as we jumped in the leaves, scattering them across the front yard. The best thing about October are the memories of Oklahoma it brings back, as a watch the clouds gather in the Nevada sky.

What are my pet-peeves? Most of my pet-peeves are personal, because they are caused my my own actions rather than the actions of others. One that I deal with on a daily basis is procrastination. Another is filing or placing important items where I think I can find them later, when I know I'll need them. The problem here is that I can never find them when I go back to get them. I go to the place, I thought I put them, and they aren't there. This causes me to have to look through numerous other stuff in order to find the one important items that I need.