MISS. "LOTTIE"

When I was a child, My brother and I spent a few summers leaving NYC and headed to South Carolina. Spending time with my grandparents was a experience I cherish...

           There was a woman who used come and visit with my grandparents named Miss Lottie. A strange woman to a child {me at 8 or 9 years old,and my brother 4 years my junior}. Miss Lottie wore black stockings, black jumper dress and thick black stocking tights! Every time we saw her this was her attire. Hot! not in a sexy way, just hot!
          One day she need to bring my grandfather some papers and she forgot them at her house. My brother and myself decided to be nosy and follow Miss Lottie home to fetch the papers to bring back to my grandfather. It was quite the walk, about one half mile. On a hot sunny day with nothing else to do we so off we went.
      We passed Miss Emily's house, her property, then through a large field coming to a long road then "they " met us. Miss Lottie dogs. All 15 or more of them. I froze in my tracks. My brother John had a death grip on my arm, froze as well. I knew to stand still, stand behind Miss Lottie and make no sudden moves.
     As we approached her house I was amazed how large it was. It was two story roomy house. Flowers in the garden growing wild and unattended, dogs everywhere. There was an old {really old} car in the driveway. It looked from the 1940s or 1950s . AMAZING! I thought to myself. 
      I am starting to get used to the dogs. Miss Lottie has named some of them. I am relaxing more with my brother "lightening" his grip. He starts moving around in the house looking! He is more nosy than I am at this point. I am cautious still, but nosy as well. I notice Miss Lottie's kitchen and how large it is. I would "kill" to have on like hers today! 
       Looking around in the kitchen I notice all of the canned goods on the table. There has to be at least 20 thirty cans on the table, counter tops, dinning room table. Cans every where! They are mostly dog food. To my surprise there were no cans in the cupboard.
     There so many things I remember from my childhood, from my visits with my grandparents, from that day. I am grateful. Which brings me to my point for today.
         Recently I was standing in my kitchen looking at the cans on my table, the counter tops, dinning room table, coffee table, even at the front door...thinking I have seen this "crime scene" before!
        MISS LOTTIE'S HOUSE!!!!! I have turned into Miss Lottie. The little old lady who chewed tobacco with all of those dogs. I hurried, at a break neck speed to put ALL of my groceries away! I had to put all of the clean dishes away. I put the clean Laundry away. Just because the dishes and laundry is clean, no one to "bother" me about putting things way, does not mean I shouldn't do it!
......Enjoying my life {Some days, you can call me Lottie}