Hide And Seek

You might call it frustrating. Me, I call it the opportunity to reacquaint myself with every square inch of my condo.  It always starts the same way.  Sally is at work and I decide that I want to look at something – in this instance a couple of items I recently brought back from Washington for my granddaughter.  Over the next hour or so I looked in every closet, opened every drawer, and explored every nook and cranny.  If we had a thirteen year old, I would now know where he was hiding the Playboys.  I saw stuff I hadn’t seen in years.  But I couldn’t find Maple’s gifts.

Sally was positive that she had put the stuff in one of two places. She was wrong, but the riddle was solved within a few minutes.  One thing for sure, I’d never find her if we ever played hide and seek.