I leave things everywhere.. just ask anyone who knows me, especially my co-workers. Find a water bottle? Mine. Notebook? Mine. Bag? Mine. You get the picture.
Saturday morning I took my usual trip to the gym. When I got there I noticed a pair of shoes sitting under a bench in the locker room. Oh, I thought.. I have those same shoes, then I trotted off to step class. Later that day I got to thinking about those shoes and that I hadn't seen my pair of those shoes in a while. You can see where this is going. I complete a search of my house and surprise, surprise, I can not find those shoes anywhere. I decide not to go back to the gym, but just to see if they are still there on Sunday.
Sunday I rush in to Spin class and the shoes do not enter my mind once. Later that night I think of them and realize I'm a jackass.
Monday night I arrive for Step once again and the shoes remain under the little bench (does this locker room never get cleaned?). I'm 100% positive these are my shoes, but I want to try them on to be sure. However, there are other ladies hovering around. I don't want it to look like I walked in, saw shoes under a bench and decided to just try them on to see if they fit, then take them. So I wait around for a little while til no one is around. Try them on and just like Cinderella, they are a perfect fit. My shoes can now come home with me.
Only then do I start thinking about when I could have left the shoes there. I had been at the gym the previous Tues. and Weds. But Weds. I wore a skirt which would have required shoes other than the shoes under the bench. So Tues. Almost an entire week those shoes sat under the bench and no one took them. Astounding really.
Ok, this story seemed a lot more interesting when I was thinking about writing this than how it seems now that it's in black and white.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
The Weekend Blues
I'm not sure which brought my weekend down more: the water situation or the Red Sox.
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