I have a new mantra that I'm going to live by. "When all else fails, blame it on aliens" It was inspired by bythelbs' post on losing things. I am not usually a loser of things. I know where things go and while they may not always make it back to those spots I can usually easily retrace my steps and find said missing thing. I know where my keys and purse are. If Spencer doesn't put my shoes away in the closet I know where they are. I can usually leave the house without much, "Where did my keys go?" "Has anyone seen my purse?" I feel like I have a pretty good hold on where my belongings are. Until about a month ago....
I borrowed a few movies from the Library for Rachel to watch. One of those was The Backyardigans. Rachel loved it and watched it for a couple days before it spontaneously combusted. I could not find that DVD anywhere. I seriously tore apart the living room at least 3 times, moving furniture, looking under everything and taking cushions of our couch and chair. I ended up going to the library and asking what needed to be done because for the life of me I couldn't find that DVD. She said we could renew it for a couple more weeks or just pay for the library to replace it. I was all ready to pay for it when the librarian accidentally removed the DVD from my account. She said not to worry about it and if we find it great, but there was no way to get it back on so if it was lost we wouldn't have to pay for it. Great! A couple days later Spencer was sitting on the couch and looked uncomfortable for a second. He reached in behind the cushion and there was the DVD. I could not believe my eyes. I guess the aliens who stole it in the first place decided they were sick of the theme song to the Backyardigans and return the DVD to me.
They haven't shown the same kind of mercy for the other things I've lost lately though. A couple weeks after the DVD incident Rachel and I were finishing up with our morning walk. I walk with a friend in a neighboring apartment complex and we drive there because it's a couple miles up hill. I swear Rachel had both her $15 REEF sandals on her feet when we got in the car. I know this because a few minutes before one of her shoes fell off and she made a huge fuss about getting it back on. She's not one to only wear one shoe and be okay with it. When we got home she asked, "Where is my other shoe, Mama?" Once again I tore apart our car to only come up empty handed. An hour or so later we left and I drove back through the parking lot of the apartment complex only to find no flip flop. Later that day I even asked the apartment manager if they had a lost and found. Nothing...No mercy from the aliens this time. The lone flip flop is still in the car and every time I see it I cringe at the reminder of the lost shoe.
The last thing that I lost I am super annoyed with. Our digital camera is about 5 years old and the battery has recently started to not hold it's charge. A couple months ago I bought a replacement online. It came quickly and I promptly placed it in the battery charger. After it was done I swear I put it on the shelf where we keep all the other camera accessories but when I went to look for a it a couple weeks later it too was missing. Once again I scoured the office and the house looking for this thing and it still has not shown up. I ended up having to buy another one yesterday because I really want to be able to take pictures of Spencer's graduation on Saturday. That's another $40 bucks to shell out for something the aliens took.
Damn aliens. They are ruining my life.