For simpletons. Like me.

I’m feeling inundated. Overwhelmed. Preparing for my departure. Saturday. To France. Packing. And taking care of business. Such as arranging for a neighbor to come in. Daily. To care for precious Marcello. My 15-pound, well-fed cat. I got him. A year ago. When he weighed less than 3 pounds. He’s on a diet now. His goal. To be a svelte 13 pounds. By Easter.  I’m also trying to master my new smart phone. So that I can use it effectively. In France. The phone is far smarter than me. I’m a dunce. When it comes to handling new-fangled gadgets. Ah, for the days. When life was less complex. Designed for simpletons. Like me. --Jim Broede