I thought I was going crazy. It was Tuesday night, and Kevin had left for his final class of Free Methodist History and Polity. (woot.) I chopped up some veggies, shredded some cheese, heated up some black beans, and created a lovely dinner plate for myself.
Gathering my quesadilla and tortilla chips, I realized I needed some salsa to go alongside. I grabbed the jar of homemade salsa from the fridge, poured some into a perfectly-sized custard cup
, and headed out to the living room. I enjoyed an episode of LOST: season 3
while I was eating (I may or may not have started my marathon all over again--a year later. Still so good.)
, and headed out to the living room. I enjoyed an episode of LOST: season 3 while I was eating (I may or may not have started my marathon all over again--a year later. Still so good.) After finishing my tasty meal, I took my dishes out to the kitchen and filled the dishwasher. I put the remaining vegetables back in the refrigerator. And then I noticed it--the lid to the salsa jar was sitting all alone on the counter. Hmm. I looked around at every counter in the kitchen and didn't see the still-half-full-jar-of-salsa-with-no-lid anywhere. I looked in the living room. Nothing. I looked in the fridge, thinking I might have put it back sans lid. Nope. I even checked the trash can, crossing my fingers that I hadn't thrown that much good salsa away. I hadn't.
"What in the world?!" I said I out loud. I was certain I was going crazy. After all, I was the only one home, the only one to blame. I had used this salsa just an hour before and remembered the exact spot where I poured it into my dish. So where did the salsa jar go??
I gave up looking, hoping it would turn up sometime later.
A few hours went by and I decided it was time for lime and raspberry sherbet. Yum. I headed to the cupboard to procure yet another custard cup (those darn things are so handy) for my sherbet, and there--right before my eyes--stood that sneaky jar of salsa. In the cupboard, all alone. Apparently, I had swapped it out for the salsa custard cup and been totally unaware of my actions.
(those darn things are so handy) for my sherbet, and there--right before my eyes--stood that sneaky jar of salsa. In the cupboard, all alone. Apparently, I had swapped it out for the salsa custard cup and been totally unaware of my actions. *whew* Glad to know there wasn't someone in my house messing with my mind. It was just me, going crazy.
Anything like that ever happen to you?
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haha! It's amazing what thing's you sometimes find in the microwave, dishwasher or fridge that doesn't belong. When I loose something, those are usually the first places I look!
ReplyDeleteYou have officially joined the ranks of us who have those occasional brain
ReplyDeletecramps. Yippee. You are more like me everyday. Poor girl:)
Love, Mom