Posted by siggiofmaine in Haiku Heights, Memoir, OctPoWriMo 2013 Tags: absent minded. misplacing tihings
October 27, 2013 at 1:00 pm
No place is safe, ah the games memory plays…beautifully done Siggi 🙂
I think your link at Haiku heights is broken, please check.
October 27, 2013 at 3:44 pm
Than you for your nice comment…
and I checked my link and it’s working now…thank you.
October 27, 2013 at 12:37 pm
This made me lol cuz it’s sooooo true!
October 27, 2013 at 3:47 pm
Thank you for your nice comment. The family tales …and work too…of my misplacing
things is legendary. One might as well laugh unless something was never found and expensive !
October 27, 2013 at 11:27 am
So true so often! Sometimes, even with several sets of keys, I can’t lay my hands on any!
October 27, 2013 at 3:53 pm
Thank you for your nice comment. The most sets of keys I ever had was when I worked
30 miles from home, and I had two extras sets which made … FIVE… one for my locker,
an extra for my work bag, one to drive with, one at home on a hook, and my ex-husband had a set to save me when I couldn’t find a key anywhere. SIGH. Now I only have two…
but I don’t work and don’t drive much any more.
October 27, 2013 at 10:05 am
I lose my keys all of the time! Very good.
October 27, 2013 at 3:56 pm
I don’t loose keys, I just don’t know where they are ! LOL. A couple of times by the time I realized I had lost my keys and they weren’t in a coat pocket or the bottom of my purse,
I couldn’t remember where I’d been to track back. When I did, it was usually because I got distracted ☺
Thanks for the comment
October 27, 2013 at 5:44 pm
I have actually been on the phone with my husband before while looking for my phone. Then, I asked him if he knew where my phone was. I’m losing it fast.
October 27, 2013 at 7:12 pm
back in the mid-sixties-black rimmed eye glasses were “the thing”… I have the date in my mind because my first husband is wearing them holding our son as a toddler when we visited my parents. I know I had a pair, both my parents also had the black rims.
My father was looking all over for his glasses when he passed by a mirror and realized his glasses were on top of his head !
About the same time my mother couldn’t find her reading glasses and my father realized he was wearing HERs ! (“I couldn’t figure out why they didn’t fit right” he said ☺).
I do think talking on the phone while looking for it trumps both of these,!
Thanks for sharing !
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