I woke up this morning to my pillow on the floor in the middle of the room. I’m not sure how that happened. I would have loved to have seen that pillow fight. It must have been a doozy…”take that – WHACK – and that – POW.”
I think I am closer to discovering why I’m always tired. It must be all the parties I’m having in the middle of the night with the toys, dolls and stuffed animals in the house. We must have pillow fights too. I think they are the ones zapping my memory. This way I won’t be able to remember anything when I wake up.
Last night, though, they must have forgotten to clean up some of the evidence by leaving a pillow on the floor. I wonder if they are the ones that drink my coffee too. I will make a nice, hot, perfect cup of coffee and the next thing I know…the cup is empty and I’m sure I didn’t drink it. I’m absolutely positive of it.
I’ve had a few other things disappear too: clothes, car keys, my cell phone, towels, shampoo, the TV remote, and pens. Just the other day I was writing down a list of things I needed at the store. I had the list half written, went into the bedroom to get my shoes, and when I returned my pen was gone. Poof. It just disappeared. I had to get another pen just to finish my list.
I still have no idea where that pen went. But if I ever go shopping without a list in hand, things don’t go very well for me. I NEVER remember what I’m there to get and always return home having forgotten why I actually went there in the first place.
Maybe I need to set up hidden cameras to catch all the parties and thefts in action so I can find out the reason for these terrible memory lapses. It’s been happening to my words too. Somehow, I lose words right in the middle of saying them. POOF…they’re gone.
I actually saw a video of a cat that steals things in the middle of the night. That was interesting. They call him Klepto Kitty. Maybe it’s him at work in my house. Maybe he travels farther than they thought and comes to my house to steal things when I’m not looking.
Regardless, I know I’m getting closer to solving my fatigue and memory problems. Now, where did my coffee go? It was right here beside me. Seriously, it was. I’m not making this up. My coffee is gone and I have no recollection of it. It must have gotten sucked into a black hole.
I think I may be stuck in some weird space-time continuum. Maybe I’ll disappear next? Ahhhhhhhhhhh
Now, enjoy the Klepto Kitty in action while I pour myself another cup of coffee…