I'm getting older and strange things are happening. Mostly I think I'm losing my mind. Example one: the other night, I got naked (because that's how I sleep), crawled into bed and watched TV, turning the channel several times. I decided I needed to use the bathroom, so I got up and used the bathroom. When I came back, I could not find the remote. Anywhere. ANYWHERE. I looked under the covers, between the covers, behind the bed, on the floor, under the bed. I could not find it ANYWHERE. I did not understand. It was just there. I had just used it. Finally, I just got up and turned the TV off. The next morning, I found the remote. UNDER MY PILE OF CLOTHES. Had it decided it was cold so it jumped off the bed and tunneled under the clothes? It was very weird.
Example two: Today I was vacuuming the stairs (which I hate). When I got half-way down the stairs I found one white sock. Let me repeat that: ONE WHITE SOCK. It hadn't been there when I went down for breakfast, or when I came back up from breakfast. My washer and dryer is on the second floor, next to my bedroom, so it's not like I dropped it doing laundry. Matter of fact, I hadn't done the load of whites yet. I still have no idea how that ONE WHITE SOCK got there.
Example three: I can't remember what it is but I know there was one. Oh well, you get the idea.
Happy Holidays everyone!!!
1 comment:
It sounds like your place, like mine, has a mind of its own. My apartment consistently eats things (my purse, my watch) and my remote control was missing for weeks and weeks. My apartment generously gave the remote control back the day my roommate broke the volume button on our TV.
Happy Holidays to you too!
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