Remember a few posts ago I lamented about losing my longtime favorite mitten? Well, you won’t believe this. Bill showed up at my house the other day with MY MITTEN IN HIS POCKET!
Me…”Why didn’t you wear gloves to keep your hands warm?”
Bill…”Because…I only had one and he pulled it out of his pocket.
Me…”AAHHH, YOU FOUND IT!”
Bill…”Yeees, I did”
Me…”Where? Was it on the side of the road?”
Bill…”Noooo, it was in the car.”
Me…”In the car? Where in the? I looked in the car.”
Bill…”Up at the top of your toes.”
Me…”I looked on the floor, it wasn’t there. Really, I looked there.”
Bill…”Well, that’s where I found it. It was at the top of the floor mat. You probably didn’t see it because the mat is black, and it’s high and it’s dark there.”
Me…”I can’t believe you found it. I’m soooo excited. Thank you, thank you, thank you. What made you look there?”
Bill…”I was helping the guy who is installing the remote starter and I stuck my head under there and voila, there is was.”
Needless to say, he got a big hug and a big kiss and I was in a good mood the rest of the day. I still can’t believe that it was in the car the entire time considering I looked in the car several times over several days.
Yeah, the sad story ends on a happy note.