...you try hard to hide/the emptiness inside/ooh, I can tell I'm losing you....
What's missing recently?
Sunday: her day planner.
Monday evening: her old, perhaps non-operative, outdoor thermometer, the one with the bear on it.
This morning: her new outdoor thermometer, the one with the bird on it.
This evening, three dog leashes, one red, one black, one pink.
"Well, I'll just be like Scarlett O'Hara and worry about it tomorrow. I'm sure once we start looking for something else, it'll pop right up. Isn't it always the way? The minute we stop needing it, there it'll be."
Except the grapefruit knife. We bought a new grapefruit knife, and the old one still didn't show up for about a week.
"But it did show up, didn't it? It was right there in the refrigerator."
The dog leashes aren't in the refrigerator. I checked.
"I know. So did I. Twice."
The Temptations; I'm Losing You
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