My Enchanted Life

In the course of writing several posts on the subjects of disenchantment and enchantment, I have necessarily given some thought to my own life. I have concluded that I live an enchanted life. Consider the following:

• When I get up each morning a steaming cup of coffee appears at my side.
• Mysteriously, our bed is made up every morning, with the sheets perfectly tucked and pillows flawlessly arranged.
• I never run out of toothpaste.
• I never run out of toilet paper.
• Dirty clothes magically disappear, only to reappear neatly folded (underware) or hung in their proper place.
• Dust and debris disappear without explanation.
• Each day I find the window blinds raised.
• The refrigerator and cupboard never seem to be wanting.
• The cats are fed without fail.
• My prescriptions get refilled without prompting.
• Our vehicles are never left unlocked.
• Misplaced articles magically appear in their proper place.
• Unnecessary lights inexplicably turn off.
• Family/friends birthday cards appear for my signature.
• Somehow, meals appear most days at 5:00pm.
• I never run out of cheerios.
• Fingerprints on the storm door always temporary.
• Our bed always has the proper amount of cover.
• My distilled water never runs out.
• Best of all, bruises, cuts, wounded feelings and unspoken needs are always treated with just the right medicine.
  

Indeed my life is enchanted. And to that I say:
WHO THE HELL NEEDS MARY POPPINS?
Not me. I’ve got the fantastic ANN WATSON EZELL.
Happy 77th Birthday !