Ever lost something?
Its happened to all of us. Yesterday, I felt the pain of a woman who walked in to McCallister’s Deli.
She explained to the girl behind the counter that she had dined there two weeks ago and has not seen her credit card since. She was hoping they had recovered it. No such luck.
I’ve lost all kinds of things.
Keys probably top that list. Followed by cellphones.
My ex-boyfriend’s class ring. Talk about feeling bad.
My 3-year-old is already following in my footsteps. We custom-built a remote-control car at the mall, and can’t find it anywhere! We’ve looked under every mattress and dresser. Nothin.
Most recently, I lost one of my favorite pairs of earrings. Silver hoops. Hoping it would turn up, I saved the other one.
One month later, Greg finds my missing hoop down in a crevice of my car. Whoo-hoo! Now I can wear them again!
I am excited to reunite the pair. But, there’s one problem.
I can’t find the other one.