It’s always such a big ordeal to take the sheets off the bed, wash them, and fit them back to the bed. Yesterday I did five loads of wash – three which included bedding. As I removed the bedspread and blankets from the bed, I noticed the television remote and had set it aside – on the chair I thought. Only Roland couldn’t seem to find it and I thought I would have to spend the entire day looking for it as I could only think of two places where it would be – neither which it was.
This morning Roland was about to put his
shoes on and found the remote had fallen into one of them. Oh. I
had not put the remote in his shoe. I would have never thought to look for it
there. It must have fallen off the
chair. Weird.
