I am not sure what my current circumstances say about karma but I wish someone would let me in on the joke.

Why is everyone in this town over 75 years old? In the past month two of our neighbors have moved into nursing homes. Some people might be thrilled to have empty houses on each side but I am feeling very isolated from the world.

I work with old people, my neighbors are old people, and my landlord is old. What is wrong with this town? It's like Stepford Wives gone bad. This town is more like Stepford Widows.

Tonight the doorbell rang at 8:30. We were quite surprised since we have no friends. It was Miss Polly. She is the neighbor who was run over in the Wal-Mart parking lot. She is in her mid-eighties I believe. Anyway she wanted to make sure we got the apples she left us.

I had no clue what she was talking about but humored her anyway. It seems that she is tending the garden of one of the neighbors that went into the home. She stayed about 20 minutes telling us stories about her cats and all her artificial joints.

Since she stayed longer than she had planned so I had to walk her home because it was dark and she was afraid of falling. Most of my friends back in the 'vill have peed in their pants by now after reading this. I am sure the thought that my new best friend is 80-ish is good for a laugh.

Anyway, when I came back I went to the back door and there they were – 40 plus green apples no bigger than a golf ball, lying on the back porch. And I am afraid to throw them out. What if she comes back and wants to know what I did with them.

At some point in my life I must have been mean to an old person. Karma sucks.