So this was today, but you could pretty much replace “today” with “any day” and it would still be accurate.
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Thursday morning:
Characters in this scene: Me, alone at home and trying to get ready to leave the house.
Me: (mumbling to self) Where’s my purse?
Me: Looks beside kitchen chair, in foyer, no purse.
Me: (louder, outside voice) WHERE’S my purse? (with increasing alarm).
Me: Looks in living room beside couch and quickly scans the rest of the room from the doorway. Panic sets in. Check front door. Still locked, thus, unlikely purse was stolen while I was in the shower.
Me: (actual outside voice now) WHERE’S MY purse?!? (almost hysterical). Did I leave it in the car last night? No, I wouldn’t have done that. Are there any footprints around the car? There are! Oh, but wait, brought the kids home from soccer and the library last night, they have feet. Yes, kids’ footprints around the van, not a robber.
Me: (frantic now and on the verge of throwing up) WHERE IS MY PURSE?! (now actually running around the house, in circles, through kitchen, into dining room, up the stairs into office, look under desk (not sure why, as only garbage pail and my feet go there), race back downstairs in the living room, panting (ugh, why am I so bloody out of shape? Ah, right, never exercising will cause that). WHERE IS MY oh, wait a second, what is that peaking out from behind the coffee table? Ah yes, my purse strap. Approach said strap, with is, predictable, still attached to my purse. Wonder how it got there? Did I put it there? Why would I do that? Ah, never mind, have it now, so about ready to leave the house.
Me: Right. Now, where are my sunglasses?Â
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Lesson today: no matter just how poised, pulled together and organized one (read: I) Â may appear to the outside world, most of us (again, read: I) do spend an exorbitant amount of time looking for stuff just in order to get out the door at any given moment.
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