Thursday 16 March 2017

Everyday is a Puzzle

Last night I finished a jigsaw puzzle of a cartoon like New York City. It isn’t something I would have picked naturally, but it was for sale at the second hand store for $1. The other puzzles were two and three dollars, but to be fair they did come with boxes and largish pictures of what the finished puzzle should look like.

I haven’t done a jigsaw puzzle in years. The last time we did one in this house, Maegan was still living here and that is probably the only reason it got done. I am pretty good on the corners and any flat sided piece, but when the shapes get crazy, so do I. Maegan was absent for this go round.

I did my corners and then the sides, but a couple of the sides didn’t get done until well into the build. I often found myself staring at hundreds of odd shaped pieces that didn’t appear to have anything to do with New York. The colours blended and no image was large enough to be contained on one puzzle piece. What a nightmare!

I don’t know how long it took, a week, two, perhaps a lifetime. Time just seemed to break up into tiny, odd shaped bits that didn’t fit together. However, now it is done.

There is a sense of accomplishment and I did stick to it when all I wanted to do was take the vacuum to it. I foolishly told my buddy that I was doing a jigsaw puzzle to keep my mind nimble. It is just my luck that his sister-in-law loves jigsaw puzzles and instead of giving the completed ones to second hand stores, I am to be the recipient of four or five puzzles. That should keep my aging mind nimble for a few months.

That just goes to show you that it is a mistake to have friends and a bigger mistake to talk to them about anything like feelings and thoughts that you might have.

It just occurred to me that someone had to draw the image that was made into the puzzle. What kind of sick bastard would do that? Do you think it is possible to track them down and ruin a week or two of their lives?

Well, tomorrow is another day and I suppose everyday is a puzzle.

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