...a thousand times. That look. That look that tells people, the ones in the Hellmart parking lot watching you:
"I have no clue where I parked my car."
It wasn't on my face. (Not today.) But on a woman who was about my age. I felt such sympathy for her. It is the most frustrating thing. Almost as frustrating as The Search. The search that involves going from room to room in your home, desperately trying to find your glasses. You have no idea where you might have left them. (It doesn't seem like they could be in the freezer, but you've looked everywhere else, right?) You have no clue. Not until someone, someone whose been watching The Search go on for 10 -20minutes, finally asks:
"What are you looking for?"
"My glasses," you say. With complete bewilderment.
"Are they the pair you're currently wearing?"
How is this even possible??? How do I not feel them on my face? How do I not realize I have to have them on because I can see where I'm going?
I have no answers to these conundrums. None. Nada. Zilch.
Sheesh.
Hope Y'all had a Wonderful Wednesday! Stay focused! Stay calm! Stay determined! Have FAITH! (You got to that parking lot in your car...it's there...SOMEWHERE.)
