Sometimes It's Best to Do Nothing

I lost my little black iPod months ago, but I didn't panic . . . I didn't accuse the cleaning lady of stealing it or blame my children for losing it, nor did I run out and buy a new one or tear our house apart trying to find it  . . . and (miracle of miracles!) my wife recently stumbled upon it, in the oddest place: sitting inside a high kitchen cabinet, perched on the edge of the shelf, amidst jars of salsa, Ramen noodle soup, peanut butter, chicken broth, mac & cheese, and crushed tomatoes . . . I must have needed one of these items and put the iPod down as I grabbed it . . . or maybe not . . . I'll never know exactly how it got there, but this is going to be my new method for finding things that aren't imperative to my life -- just wait until the problem solves itself.
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  1. JADecember 21, 2013 at 11:41 AM

    I have a theory about things like that. Sometimes the aliens take our stuff, perform experiments on it, and then return our stuff when they are done with it. That is why you can look and look for something and never find it and then all of a sudden...there it is.

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  2. DaveDecember 21, 2013 at 2:36 PM

    that must explain the weird photos.

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