You’d think with all of my years of experience this would be no big deal. Things go missing almost daily so I stop and prepare myself for getting into the “hunt mode”. Those TV commercials about finding the wife’s keys in the fridge are such old news at this point. At this stage we are talking about Hide & Seek v4.0. I take my time and try not get rattled and remember it is just stuff (most of which can be easily replaced).
My chronically messed up sinuses look forward to a good bath each morning from a squeeze bottle netipot. I used it yesterday – took it apart, washed it properly and left it in the sink to dry. Or so I thought. So this morning I microwaved the distilled water, added the saline mix and went to screw on the top…and…suddenly the top was MIA. I had seen it during the day yesterday hadn’t I? I looked in all the places I thought it could have gotten on its own – then I switched gears. Freezer? All kitchen drawers? Bathroom? Floor? Garbage? Under the microwave? It was about an hour’s worth of hide and seek before I decided to just consider it another one of those mysterious vanishing things that will some day all be revealed.
My last resort is always to ask. Ggma gave me that blank stare like I was talkin’ gibberish…”What? The black tip to a squeeze bottle with a straw kind of thing attached to it? What?” #($*0)@#%#&2 is what she heard.
Then I noticed the two week old wilting arrangement of birthday flowers. Daily she will pull out whatever looks past gone, add more water and enjoy it for yet another day. She’d moved it off the kitchen table yesterday when I was out picking up her prescriptions and put it on another surface. I stepped closer. Tucked into the lovely last days of the arrangement was exactly what I expected to find…