Post by kcm on Sept 13, 2011 12:55:46 GMT -5
I combined some alfalfa seed yesterday and put it on a hay wagon to dry, been out stirring it with a hoe. Since that is done, I am moving stuff around to get the corn head out and shell my 20 bushel corn, change over the combine, etc. I got dusty and sweaty. My wife understandably frowns on me sitting in our upholstered furniture with dirty clothes, I came in to fix my lunch and stripped down to my undies(definitely something no one wants to see), left my clothes on the deck off our kitchen to air out, and sprawled out in my lazy boy to watch the noon news.
The mailman comes between noon and noon thirty. Generally any package we may get comes UPS in the afternoon. All the blinds were open because we've been opening up the house at night. If you stand on our deck, you can look straight in at me in my chair. I heard the mailman coming, was unconcerned because the mailbox was out of sight. But, he had a package too big for the mailbox, seeing obvious signs I was home he wheeled around the house and pulled up next to the deck, I jumped out of my chair, but in order to escape to get any clothes from anywhere, I would have to walk past the door that opens onto the deck, in plain sight. I am rather bashful, so I simply wadded myself in the corner, with the TV blaring and the remote out of reach. Of course, he knew I was inside, and had no idea why I wouldn't come to the door, so he started hollering if everything was alright. Not sure how this is less embarrassing than just shouting, "I am about naked and don't want to come to the door" I hollered, "we went out to eat last night and I got food poisoning, I have the scours and can't come to the door".
The mailman comes between noon and noon thirty. Generally any package we may get comes UPS in the afternoon. All the blinds were open because we've been opening up the house at night. If you stand on our deck, you can look straight in at me in my chair. I heard the mailman coming, was unconcerned because the mailbox was out of sight. But, he had a package too big for the mailbox, seeing obvious signs I was home he wheeled around the house and pulled up next to the deck, I jumped out of my chair, but in order to escape to get any clothes from anywhere, I would have to walk past the door that opens onto the deck, in plain sight. I am rather bashful, so I simply wadded myself in the corner, with the TV blaring and the remote out of reach. Of course, he knew I was inside, and had no idea why I wouldn't come to the door, so he started hollering if everything was alright. Not sure how this is less embarrassing than just shouting, "I am about naked and don't want to come to the door" I hollered, "we went out to eat last night and I got food poisoning, I have the scours and can't come to the door".