I am working from home today, and while it's dreary and rainy and cold outside, I'm snug as a bug as a rug. Wrapped up in my soft fleecy robe with my feet comfortably ensconced in my new pair of slippers. Wait a minute...not both of my feet. Just one foot. Why would I do this?
In an earlier post, I alluded to the mysterious phenomenon that occurs in my house with my slippers. On an almost daily basis, they are moved (individually) to random locations. The kicker is, this is not just something that happens with one pair of slippers. I used to think it was, so I bought more slippers, and more slippers, and more, until finally I had a whole basket full of cozy slippers, ready for me to slide my cold feet into at any given time. However, the Slipper Bandit does not discriminate, and all slippers are at risk.
Above is a picture of my slipper basket. I just took this picture, because it perfectly illustrates the phenomenon. As you can see, there is one one of each pair in the basket...someone has been sneaking their tiny little furry paws into my baskets and stealing slippers, bringing them to new homes in an effort to what, impress me? I can assure you, Slipper Bandit, I am not impressed and neither are my freezing cold piggy toes. That things have gotten out of control and it's time for a SLIPPER HUNT!!!
Slipper number 1: Kitchen
Slipper Number 2: Living room
Slipper #3: Hallway
Where will the rest of the slippers be?...
No comments:
Post a Comment