That Was Crazy
My TV remote disappeared this afternoon. Completely, entirely, it seemed. I moved furniture, I went through trash, I vacuumed (in case I would hit it.) I knew it was here. . .
There's a cover on the sofa that I fold over when it's not in use. I move it around to keep it unstained and ready to use. Moving it made it easier to see under the couch. After a good 45 minutes of increased frustration and sweating, I checked the cover again. There it was. When I moved it the first several times, the remote obviously got tossed into it. Y'all have lost things, so you know the relief when you find it, mixed with anger at your ridiculousness.
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Thankfully, I found two feathers on Tap's and my walk yesterday. They're the first I've found in a long time.
The little one intrigues me. SO small, dark brown --- wren, sparrow?
Into the weekend, hoping to be
and whip up some craft-type things. I wish the same for you.
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