I swear, I have Gremlins living in my house! Last Saturday I didn't go anywhere. I didn't even get dressed since I hadn't done laundry since our trip to Vegas and I was out of clothes. I decided since I was doing so much laundry I'd grab the coats and all the bedding and wash that too.
I took my denim jacket downstairs, took my cell phone from the pocket, and set it on the counter top. I remember thinking, I'd better pick that up or Teeny's going to play with it. The problem is, I don't remember picking it up, nor do I remember leaving it, and my cell phone has completely disappeared. I've torn my house apart looking for it and finally decided it's a great excuse to get a new phone . . . as soon as I can persuade my husband to get the one I want.
Last night I went to the movies with some friends and when I finally got home, my wallet was nowhere to be found. I spent the morning canceling my debit and credit cards and chewing my nails in anxiety. The third time I spoke to the theater, I mentioned to the manager that my wallet was red and I was afraid that it had dropped onto one of the red seats and had been missed because it blended so well.
After a long pause she said, "Uh, all our seats are blue. Are you sure you called the right theater?"
Me: "Well, I thought so. Isn't this Jordan landing?"
Her: "No, we are at The District. Jordan Landing is a Cinemark theater."
Talk about embarrassed. I finally got the right number to the right theater and wouldn't you know it? It was chronically busy. Desperate, I finally decided to hop in the car and just drive the forty-five minutes to see if it was there. Thankfully, this time around I was in luck and my wallet is back . . . now full of a bunch of useless cards.
So, evidently my gremlin followed me from home to the theater and back again and still managed to mess with the phone lines.
Anyone have any anti-gremlin potions?
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