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Don't Tell Me I've Nothing To Do
North Miami Beach, FL June 14, 2001 Aaron H.
Schectman
THINKING ALLOWED
Essays on issues, ideas and reflections on the times. Published now and
then, Opinions pro or con are welcome.
"DON'T TELL ME I'VE NOTHING TO DO"
I don't spend my time counting flowers on the wall or watch Captain Kangaroo
on the TV as the song says. Let me organize my thoughts and tell you about
the last couple of days. Going backwards it is like this:
This morning I got up after a night without interruption and got myself a
breakfast while I read the Times. I decided that my comments on the
comments in the Op Ed page or Editorial page were not needed. So, I dragged
a little and got on my bike and went for a ride. I checked out the parking
area and found no car in violation and was on my way. I bumped into my next
door neighbor who was out running and I stopped to tell her the news about
Flood Insurance and asked her if she would fill a vacancy on our Condominium
Board of Directors. She said yes and I was on my way again.
I was able to get across Miami Gardens Drive without waiting and headed for
the bike path along Snake Creek Canal. Opposite the Buckley Tower I noticed
an elderly man walk slowly across the Drive in an unusually empty highway.
I stopped to congratulate him for his nerve in taking this chance. He
replied that he was almost sorry he wasn't hit because life wasn't what it
used to be. I wished him a lot of luck and was on my way again.
My good morning greetings to all the walkers I met were warmly answered. I
found a penny glinting in the sunlight. The sun is pretty hot even just a
few minutes after 7 when I started out. I got home drenched. However, the
high seat of the bike has prevented my knees from groaning their usual
chorus and my lower back has been noticeably good to me for some time now.
Yesterday I participated in a 4 hour long course on Condominium Finances and
last night my Board of Directors approved purchasing Flood Insurance. This
gave me permission to tell a disappointed purchaser that he could buy the
last empty apartment. The Board also gave me permission to have offending
cars towed away and a host of other things they denied me in previous
meetings. They also approved my appointment of a new board member who
graciously took minutes despite my taping each session. So, don't tell me
I've nothing to do! Carol's Evaluation:10 out of 10.
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