On our back porch is a cabinet made from two salvaged bathroom vanity cabinets, nailed together and topped with ceramic tile-covered plywood. When we put it out here, I envisioned it functioning as a buffet table for all the cookouts and parties we were going to have.
It has never been used as a buffet table. Instead, it functions as a catch-all.
Currently on the cabinet is a big basket of gardening tools. Yesterday afternoon, I happened to glance at the basket as I was walking past it, and something unusual caught my eye. A thin, dark cord. I stopped and turned around. There was the Kindle charger I'd been hunting for two days.
I have zero recollection of putting the cord in that basket, or even being anywhere near the basket with the cord in my hand. I would have blamed it on The Husband - a practical joke, maybe - except that he was standing nearby when I found it, and he seemed as surprised as I was.
Had to be Herman.
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It's cold this morning.
I need to get up, get dressed, and get myself to the grocery store and the community garden, but I don't want to take off my warm jammies and fuzzy housecoat.
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