Why do you have a picture of a hair dryer on this post, you ask? Because……..Dan and I both think we’re handling all the craziness and work involved in moving back to Washington really well this time. After all, we are now experienced with everything that needs to be done, only in reverse. Well, I now have evidence that maybe we’re not doing as well as we thought. Dan is away for work and Sunday night he called me on his cell phone to say goodnight. Put the phone in his pocket and that’s the last time he saw the phone. He tore the hotel room apart to no avail. He searched the hotel and checked at the desk. Nope. He ended up having to get the phone deactivated and “wiped” clean.
Sparky went on into work and when he returned to the Hotel, his room had been cleaned and his cell phone was laying on top off the bed. He’s still shaking his head. Then he couldn’t find his cash register receipt from dinner which he swore he put in his shirt pocket. That still hasn’t turned up.
Me? Oh, I’m just fine and dandy! HaHaHa!
I ran the vacuum cleaner this morning and went back to the bathroom to unplug it and came out carrying my hair dryer. Baffled, I’m standing there starring at the blow dryer trying to figure it all out because my hair was dry and I usually don’t take the hair dryer for walks. I went back in the bathroom and sure enough, the vacuum cleaner is still plugged in and waiting.
And then there is this little problem. See this gizmo?
This little magnetic, thing- a- ma -bob is what makes the glass cook top work. Without it, there is no cookie-cookie. Nope, not a bit. I have to set that button thing in the circle, press another icon and spin the magic magnet to turn the cook top on and adjust the heat.
So, I cleaned the kitchen yesterday and yessiree, that’s the last time I saw that button. I have torn that kitchen apart searching for Mr. Button. Finally, this morning I went out to the garbage can ( against my better judgement) and took out the garbage bag I put in there yesterday. Put on a pair of disposable gloves and tore into it. Oh….Yuck.Nope. Not there. Rooted around in the kitchen drawer and finally found the emergency back up button, so at least I can use the stove, but really??
Think I’m taking the rest of the afternoon off. Maybe go for a long walk down by the river. No, I won’t throw myself in. I promise. Besides that, it is kinda funny and laughing at our goofiness has gotten us through a lot of tough situations. Life, it’s what you make it.
Hugs to all, Karen, TJG
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