HANGING THE FLAG....

--It seemed like a good idea at the time. I mean how hard could it be. Easy peasy as they say. Like everything else in this crazy old whack a doodle place we call home. Hanging a flag is something you only try once and be happy it wasn't worse than it ended up.
--It sounded like a good idea when my wife brought it up so I went along. We bought the flag I was to have the honor of hanging it. Climbing the ladder I couldn't help but marvel that something so flimsy could actually hold my weight. And glad of it because at my age it takes longer to recover from those falls than when I was younger.
--I chose the spot for the bracket about where it seemed it would look good and started on the first screw. That’s when I first heard the buzzing. Thinking it was the cordless drill I was using I stopped for a second. When I did the buzzing stopped so I said oh well and started again. On the second screw it started up again this time with more force behind it. Not paying much attention I climbed down of the ladder and grabbed the flag out of the package.
--It was when I was trying to put the flag in the bracket that the dang fool bees appeared. Apparently I’d woken them up with my screwing around and they weren't to happy.
--Well putting the flag in the bracket seemed just about impossible with all the dang fool bees flying around. So I started down the ladder. Turns out climbing down a ladder is pretty hard to do when your holding a flag and bees are playing their whack a doodle games because I fell off the ladder.
--It didn't take me long to realize that hanging around wasn't too good of an idea so I started running for the house. Maybe it was the fall or maybe the dang fool bees but it didn't take me long to realize I was running in the wrong direction. Apparently the people driving by thought I was having a pre memorial day celebration because they started honking their dang fool horns as I ran across the front yard.
--When I finally got back to the house my wife just looked at me and said "can't you do anything without fooling around?" Needless to say I didn't bother trying to explain. I just went back out and waited for the bees to mellow out and hung the flag. Somehow dealing with a bunch of cranky bees was easier than trying to explain to a cranky wife …..