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I think one of my biggest problems might be that I seem to always be putting things in “a really smart place” and yet, I’m not quite smart enough to know where that place is.
Case in point:
I need a wide sharpie.
I have a wide sharpie.
In fact, I used said sharpie JUST LAST WEEK to write Fragile on a box.
Actually I wrote FRAGILE.
I used REALLY LARGE LETTERS.
Cuz I was actually sending a painting
… hence the fragile
But that’s not the point
The point is that I used in last week
And now, I can’t find it.
I looked in the office
I looked in the kitchen
I actually have a huge can of sharpies and stuff in the kitchen
No wide sharpie though
I looked in the Garage
Cuz that’s where I wrote Fragile
Or rather FRAGILE
But it’s not there
Or in the laundry room
Or in the cubbies
So WHERE THE FUCK IS IT???
I have no clue but I bet when I put it wherever it is I thought “this is a smart place” and “I’ll never forget this spot” but I’m NOT smart enough and it’s gone.
I need it … to sign another painting.
Oh well. I would love to say that this is an unusual experience but Kevin always jokes that somewhere in this house is a REALLY SMART PLACE that’s all full of stuff. Stuff like diamond studs, my wedding band, my engagement ring, other assorted things that seem to disappear. That’s why I really have no jewelry.
Anyways, that happened.
In other news I was in Vermont but although we definitely had some laughs it was sort of a serious trip. Kevin’s dad is undergoing chemo and he’s not been feeling well and my niece had a miscarriage at 6 months so that was quite sad.
So that’s where I’m at. It’s a beautiful day and that’s all I have for today!