The first night out on our recent AB trip found me searching through my suitcase for my ear plugs so I could get some sleep in the hotel, but I realized finally that I had forgotten to bring any, so off to the nearest pharmacy we went. I was delighted to find a package of small foam ear plugs in a jazzy neon pink!! I absolutely HAD to have them, being such a fun loving person and all.....😏
Today I finally did all 8 loads of washing from that trip and the nearly two weeks of subsequently amassed laundry, so the ear plugs came out of the dryer all clean and refreshed for my next travels. I took them out of the washer and upstairs to the bedroom, where I pulled them out of their mesh bag to dry on my desktop, but one of them fell to the floor and bounced. I looked all around and couldn't see it anywhere so I assumed it bounced under my bed. Since I can't get down on my hands and knees at the moment to look under there I called my long suffering spouse to come take a gander. He looked and looked, used a flashlight, felt around the bottom of the legs on the frame, while I searched every other inch of the bedroom just in case it had bounced out of sight elsewhere in the room. We both came up with nothing at all....no sign of the ear plug. The thing is neon pink so it should have been easy to find but there was no sign of it. A frustrating mystery.....
As I was pulling the last load out of the dryer in the laundry room, my husband came to find me, chuckling. He told me to guess what he had just found under his desk, in his office: yup, the ear plug! How on earth could it have managed to bounce itself across the hallway from the bedroom to his office and around a corner to hide itself under his desk. It didn't take long to solve the mystery as he picked up one bare foot and waggled it at me. The answer has to be that when he came into the bedroom to look for the ear plug he must have stepped on it and it stuck to the bottom of his bare foot long enough to survive the few steps across the hallway to his desk, where he went back to work after finding nothing during his search under the bed. hahahahahaha Mystery solved.
NOW, where am I going to find a bathroom hand towel that has been missing for a few days?? Did my husand inadvertently move it elsewhere because he didn't notice it stuck to the back of his shirt or adhered to the velcro on the side pocket of his hiking pants, or what???? hahahaha I can't wait to find out where the heck that towel has disappeared to!!!
We are having a typical September Long with live outdoor music from three different parks all blasting away at us from three different directions, each having a turn taking the lead for loudest noise over top of the others depending on what direction the breezes are blowing. Today it is particularly deafening as the nearest venue is right across the street from us on the other side of the park there. Oh well, we survived Shake the Lake, we survived a Sunday afternoon of a private party with live music happening in the same park, we will survive this weekend's "music" and next Sunday morning we will suck it up and bear with the Queen City Marathon taking over our streets when we need to find a way to drive to church and park somewhere near the place. Then we will be just fine until next summer's live music extravaganzas. It is all good. At least this year all the groups have been adhering to the city bylaws and shutting the music down at 11pm. Other years we have been less fortunate.
I am sitting here looking at the cold water/no dryer clothes hanging up to dry and counting the number of items I am going to have to iron tomorrow....the one downside of having to wait to do laundry for 3 full weeks.
As I sit here I am reminded of a personality/career assessment test I took MANY years ago. One of the pictures I was given to look at was of an outdoor clothes line with many colourful items of clothing pinned to it. The photo showed the laundry being blown about by a breeze and the backdrop was of a summer blue sky with thin clouds and bright sunlight. The question for the photo was, "What do you see when you look at this picture and how does it make you feel?" I wonder if my live examiner was expecting me to respond with something like, "I see beautiful skies that bring back thrilling memories of a holiday in Ibiza.", or "I see bright colours wafting in the lazy breeze and I feel like I want to paint them on the side of a giant modern architectural wonder", or "I see the juxtaposition of the robin's egg blue against the flame red and it fills my heart with joy at the thought of life's mysteries". What I said was, "I see ironing and it makes me feel tired." Sigh....the poor examiner lost her ability to have a poker face and for a fleeing second looked completely bewildered. What can I say? I am a very practical person who doesn't think in philosophical or esoteric terms as a rule and questions about how something makes me "feel" are an anathema to me. To me it is a ridiculous question to ask about a picture of someone else's laundry!! Why does a picture of a clothes line full of laundry have to make me feel something worth sharing with any one else? Or feel anything at all, really? It is mere laundry and my main thought is that it is going to be well and truly wrinkled drying outside without benefit of an electric clothes dryer and an anti-static sheet! Good grief......how does a clothes line covered in laundry make me feel?? What a stupid question...... Is it possible to fail a personality test?