I figure I spend about an hour a day searching for things I’ve misplaced. The Land of Lost Stuff is exactly like a black hole, sucking in tax receipts and dog leashes, bank statements and earrings,and all the other important material bits and pieces of life we put down somewhere but can’t find when we want it (“Wasn’t it just on the toilet tank?”).
Apparently I’m not alone since it’s estimated the average person loses up to nine objects everyday. Commonly misplaced items includes the cellphone, keys, sunglasses, purse, umbrella, bank card, tablet, documents and wallet. I can’t find my tax return from last year, but have a drawer full of grocery receipts from 1978.
It’s official. I’ve gone and lost it. My mind that is. It just up and left me all of a sudden and I’m still reeling from the feeling.
It started when a friend of mine from California came to town for a visit and I invited her over for lunch. Since she’s way out on the west coast, she hasn’t gotten wind of my culinary disasters and didn’t even hesitate to accept my invitation the way my local friends do.
It’s been a long, long day cheering my adopted team to victory. Beginning with a tear- jerking national anthem and ending in a parked car with the radio blasting. All in all, it was a perfect day. I felt like I was in high school again.
After what seemed like an endless winter and a spring rain of Biblical proportions, I noticed my neighbors taking the first few tentative steps outdoors again. Could it be the world is still turning and things may get back to normal, whatever normal means these days?
I took one look at all the mildew and weeds, and had to fight the urge to play Punxsutawney Phil and go back to bed for a few weeks. But look! A butterfly fluttered by, proof that the cycle of life has indeed begun anew. But you know what that means. Spring cleaning time has returned.
Well meaning friends and family members continue to disregard my decision to give up meat in order to have a fighting chance against cancer. It’s been five months, and the thought of eating something with a face is downright repugnant to me.
Well, I’m more determined than ever to continue my vegetarian program and I guess I’m imposing it on all my friends but no one has complained so far.