I was getting ready to leave the house and wanted to be sure I had my cell phone along. So I went to pick it up from the exact spot where I had put it only minutes before. Magically it had moved.
I have a lot of patience – well, at least I’m somewhat patient. Okay, I’m not patient at all and when my phone is no longer where I remember leaving it, I talk to it and say things like “Okay, where did you go this time?”
For some reason it’s difficult for me to make the decision to go to my home phone and ring my cell. So I attempted to reconstruct previous movements with regard to my cell phone. I remembered unplugging it. At least it’s good that I remembered that much. But beyond unplugging and thinking I laid it on the desk, nothing else was retrieved from memory.
Finally, I gave up and used my land line to dial my cell.
So why was my shoe ringing?
Throughout my childhood I laughed at the idea of goblins. Now I’m not so sure!
At any rate, I’m trying to catch my goblin in the act of hiding my cell phone - and I just might catch him hiding my glasses.
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