Morning featured dreadful knickknacks, things no one should want to

Buy, at prices only fools would pay, removed from their protective

Padding, placed on overcrowded shelves. One's respect for human

Beings plunges in a retail store.

Afternoon was hauling paving blocks from an expensive home whose Owners are remodeling. My one son wants them for his project. He's

A man who works the angles. First, the paving blocks are free. Second,

He employed us all, another son, his mom, his dad, to drive him there

And load the things, and to unload them, of course.

Now the lot of them are swimming in the pool that I maintain, but I

Cannot.  I have a bandage I was told should not get wet. In short,

This day has had its share of dreary labor, aggravations. Should I Emphasize, instead, the parts of it which weren't so bad: the morning's Motorcycle ride, the visit with the son who lives a decent drive away

From me? I could, but, by now, you have learned I'll focus on

What's wrong.