At our age every morning is like an
Easter egg hunt.
A leprechaun or something comes in
during the night and hides, among various other things, the TV
remote, slippers, one sock, dentures, our favorite coffee cups or my
reading glasses, (I have three pair, one for the computer, one for
reading and one for really serious things like watch repair or brain
surgery.) Sometimes all three pairs get hidden, and then I'm
searching with a real handicap.
No matter what's missing, I have a
search pattern that I go through with varying success – (any of the
above missing items have at one time or another, been found in the
following places)... dishwasher, microwave, refrigerator,
refrigerator freezer, bathroom medicine cabinet, under a bed,
fireplace, patio, or in one of the dogs mouths.
Once we say “Oh screw it!” and
give up the search, the leprechaun (or whatever it is) usually takes
pity on us and lets us find whatever we were looking for, usually in
the last place we look. (Funny how you always find things in the last
place you look!)
Oh well, it's an every day challenge
and it's kind of fun!)
