I’m always losing stuff. Drives me nuts too.
Maybe you are afflicted by the same cursed malady. I hope you aren’t as bad as me for I can’t seem to make it to lunch without tearing the house high and low for some critical item that’s supposed to be right where I left it but has somehow vanished into thin air. It’s enough to drive an artist plum bananas! And I’ve got a wild theory about that strange phenomenon because I know it can’t possibly be me. I truly believe there’s a tribe of mischievous gremlins secretly living in this house who have nothing better to do than swipe my stuff and hide it! I’d love to catch those rascals in the act but alas they are sneaky freaks and have eluded me thus far. My theory also nicely explains why my food in the fridge keeps disappearing too. It’s gotta be those darn gremlins because they keep leaving dirty dishes and empty food containers around. The bums!
I got to hand it to them for those pesky gremlins know me well and they know exactly what I need at the moment. They don’t waste any time staying one or two steps ahead of me by swiping that one item I gotta have and sticking it in the last place I’ll ever look for it. And then take great delight seeing how long it takes for me to discover it. Gremlins really enjoy juvenile pranks like that. They also get a kick out of hiding my things under my piles of papers and rubbish that I keep around. It’s a tried and true bachelor technique of keeping track of my stuff because it’s scientifically documented that dumping stuff in a big ol’ pile is the most efficient and effective way of keeping up with one’s worldy goods. If I want to find anything at all it’s eezy-peezy digging around in my pile to find it. That usually works pretty well. So well in fact that my one pile has now grown into many piles of junk and rubbish scattered here and yon throughout my residence. And the logistics of maintaining many piles of rubbish is much more challenging than simply keeping up with one pile. And the mystery gremlins have taken advantage of that fact.
I should wrap this blog post up and spend the day cleaning house. It is spring after all and this crib can really use some spring cleaning. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll find those pesky gremlins that have been giving me grief at long last. They owe me a lot of groceries too.
