What Would the World Be without Apple Fritters? (standard:humor, 904 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Apr 25 2021	Views/Reads: 867/590	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Sometimes I let the world stress me out, but when I look to the Lord Jesus, I see He overcomes all of my stress.

Stress is not something new in my life or anybody else's, for that
matter. The thing about stress is that you never get used to it, or at 
least I don't. 

I don't know what I would do if one week I had no stress at all. When
that happens, I'll let you know. 

This past week has not been one of those stress-free weeks. Starting on
the very first day of the week, stress poked its nose into my business. 


On Monday, as I sat at my office to begin the week's work, I opened up
my laptop, and I could not turn it on. It would not accept my password. 
I've used that password for as long as I've had the computer. However, 
today it would not work. 

I tried everything, but nothing worked except it worked up my stress
level. 

Finally, I had to take it to a computer store to fix it. It took them a
little over an hour, but they finally fixed it. The tech also set it up 
so that I did not have to use a password to open up my computer. That 
eliminated a lot of stress. 

I took it home, had lunch, and then went back to the office to begin my
work for the day. Already half the day is shot. When I opened up my 
computer, everything worked except the passwords on all of my programs. 
Even Facebook would not work; it did not recognize my password. 

For the rest of the day, I spent changing one password after another.
Whoever invented the password phenomenon needs to be sued. 

Finally, I got everything working, and all the passwords were in place,
and I could commit the rest of the week to some kind of work. 

I had an appointment with my eye doctor this week, having to do with my
cataract surgeries. This was supposed to be the last one to make sure 
everything went fine. I was excited to go and get this done. Then, I 
could have my glasses ordered and be able to see and read 
simultaneously. 

The appointment was at 9:45, and I wanted to make sure I would not be
late. I could not drive because of eye drops I was supposed to put in 
preparing for this exam. So, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage was 
to be my chauffeur for the day. 

It was around 9 o'clock, I was dressed and ready to go, so I asked her,
"Are we ready to go now? My appointment is at 9:45." 

She looked at me with one of her "looks" and said, "Are you sure it is
at 9:45?" 

“Of course, I'm sure.” 

Again she looked at me and said, “What day is your appointment for?” 

“It's for Thursday at 9:45 in the morning.” I then looked at her and
smiled one of my greasy smiles. 

"Are you sure it is for Thursday?" 

She always tries to trick me, assuming this was one of her tricks, I
just looked at her, smiled, and nodded very dramatically. 

“So,” she said rather hesitatingly, “what is today?” 

I didn't say anything; I just looked at her and then looked at my watch.


"Oh, you silly boy, today is Wednesday." 

I hate it when she is right! This only increased my stress level because
now I had to wait a day for my eye appointment. 

Part of my stress this week was all the phone calls I got to renew my


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