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So THIS happened. Way, way back in the day around May 13th, Keely graduated from college. Duke University to be exact. Kevin and I went down there and spent the night at a hotel. On Sunday, Kevin and Daniel and Andie came back early while I hung out with Keely and went to a cookout. Then we came home too.
You all know that after that Keely had her surgery and then another surgery and then a Pulmonary Embolism resulting in a hospital stay and that meanwhile, Daniel graduated from High School so the point of this incredibly long, run-on sentence is that things were crazy and chaotic.
DID YOU GET THE POINT???
Sometime later, I was going to run down to Charlotte and I started looking for some of my favorite clothes and I couldn’t find them. Specifically, I had two shirts and a skirt that I love and are go to outfits no matter how I feel about myself physically. Because I had been “nursing” (no, not with a baby attached to my tits…Keely you ridiculous people) I hadn’t been taking care of myself. That’s what I mean by not feeling great about myself.
So, I wanted to bring these two shirts (and probably the skirt…do I have to explain everything?) to Charlotte but I couldn’t find them. Not in my room or Keely’s room or Andie’s room. I checked the laundry room and even Kevin’s closet and Daniel’s closet. Boy was I bummed but they were nowhere to be seen.
I have periodically scoured the house since that weekend, May 13th to be exact, but no joy. I lost my favorite stuff. I was totally bummed when I went to Maine last week because I wanted casual, but comfortable and cute, clothing to wear. I was a slob instead.
This past week I have been attempting (I say attempting because he is a colossal pain in the ass and Stubborn too) to harass Daniel into packing up for college. He was leaving on Monday, August 13th to go down to Duke for Project Build which is a pre-orientation program. I will then meet him down there on August 21st for freshman move-in day.
So, there are the facts folks! On Sunday, August 12th Kevin left for two weeks of work in Tennessee. Daniel went out to lunch for their LAST father-son Sunday lunch when Daniel lives under this roof and then Daniel dropped Kevin off to meet his ride.
So here are the facts:
Me losing my mind because Daniel sucks at packing
Sometime on Monday morning I was helping Daniel gather all his shit up because he had to leave at 1:00 PM to drive down to the program. Oh, did I mention that I wasn’t driving him because he’ll have a car at school? Yeah, that’s the situation.
As I was asking him to put the air mattress and sleeping bag and his pillow and his duffle into the trunk he told me that there were some clothes in his trunk. Of course, he had discovered this the day before when he attempted to give them to Kevin to take to Tennessee and Kevin informed him “that’s not my stuff.” Did that precipitate Daniel to bring the bag of clothes in the house? NO, it did not.
So anyhow, Daniel says that there’s a strange bag of clothes in his trunk so I go out to look. There in the back of his car is a plastic bag and I start looking in it and, you guessed it THERE ARE MY SHIRTS and SKIRT that I have been looking for 3 months.
Me: Are you kidding me?
Me: These are the shirts I have been ransacking this house for
Daniel: why are they in my car?
Me: I remember now
Me: you guys came back early from graduation and I had to load up some of Keely’s stuff so you brought stuff home
Me: and you OBVIOUSLY didn’t empty out your car
Daniel: it’s not my fault
Me: I cannot even believe that you haven’t looked in your trunk for three fucking months
Daniel: I did
Me: well, what did you see?
Daniel: some bag that I didn’t recognize
Me: did you ever consider bringing it inside and asking about it?
Daniel: apparently not
Me: this is unbelievable
Daniel: why don’t you just look on the positive side
Me: and what’s that?
Daniel: that you have your clothes back
And so I shall…because I guess I should practice what I preach.