RDP Wednesday: Perspicacious

Today Mr. Swiss praised me and said one thing about me is that I always think ahead and find a solution. I was quite pleased, although when you are housewife, cook, logistic expert, children’s psychiatrist, and sometimes husband advisor, you learn that it is all up to you to find the way. So let us begin at the beginning.


This is our garage in the basement. Everyone has their own space for the car according to if you bought one or not. We bought two spaces. We only have one car, but it makes it easier to park the car. I do not have to be careful of the car parked next to mine, because we have two spaces next to each other between two of the pillars are only occupied by our (now my) car. I also have room for my walker in necessary, and sometimes Mr. Swiss parks his wheelchair there.

It is a well organised garage, and like all well organised places, it has to be cleaned twice a year. This means for a day it must be empty so that the cleaners can remove he oil and other stains from the floor with a hose and water. After the hosing in the morning it is left to dry during the day. Obviously you have to find another place for your car during this time. This will be happening tomorrow. I was not really keen on rising at 7.00 a.m. to remove my car from the garage, so I decided to already park it on one of the visitors parking places next to the garage today.


The blue car in the photo is just leaving our garage. You drive up a ramp and you are on the road to wherever you want to go. Next to this exit/entrance is a vast area with black gravel. It is generally for workers to use to park their trucks. This area can be used for parking your car when the garage is being cleaned, if you find a space, but it generally works. Next to our garage are visitor’s parking spaces: nicely marked and organised.

Today when I returned from my shopping trip I grabbed a visitor’s  parking place for my car which will now remain there until tomorrow evening. That is my solution. The visitor’s spaces are naturally very popular for parking when the garage is out of action, first come first served. And now I have my space. That was when Mr. Swiss realised how lucky he is to have me with my planning talents.

I did have a problem today, because I drove into the garage automatically and then realise I actually wanted to leave my car outside. I again left the garage and parked on the space I intended. Now I had a problem. I had a car full of three bags of shopping and my walker was in the garage. I only had my stick for support so decided to risk it. As I was precariously walking down the path to the garage door a car arrived to enter the garage. This was ideal because now the large garage door opened and I could easily walk into the garage, grab my walker and leave again. I loaded up the three shopping bags on my walker and arrived at the entrance to our block. I had already phoned Mr. Swiss on the way to open the door for me. Yes I know, I am a genius, and logistic wonder. An example of a perspicacious person (whatever it means – never heard of the word before). However if the german word “scharfsinnig” had been used, I would have known immediately what it meant.


Being perspicacious

RDP Wednesday: Perspicacious