I bet you've been sitting on the edge of your chair just waiting for this blog. Wasn't it two or three days ago that I promised I'd give you part 2 of my last post TOMORROW . . . Oops . . . I got distracted. Every so often I will have a day where I actually have ambition and energy and if I don't jump on it I will just sink into the couch and do nothing productive. That was the case this past weekend. The lanai has been a mess, weeds, dirt, furniture not in its place. I think I may have been going for the "City dump" look, which I achieved. I spent the weekend outside in the hot sun trying to clean up the patio to the best of my aching body's ability. I found out that my garden hose has sprung a leak that rivals Old Faithful. It was hard to power wash the cement when half the water was pouring out from the middle of the hose. I sure hope Snidely the snake wasn't out there because he would have been washed away. (Yes I have a snake or two living in the overgrown weed patch that I call a garden) Every so often I will go out side and find him sunning himself in the middle of the lanai where it is nice and warm. He's about 3 feet long. (Not any where close to the size of the Pythons that are over running or should I say slithering all over the Everglades.)
But I digress. I am back now at 5:30 in the morning to finish the story that I started on Friday. Onward to the weird stuff.
The morning after my grand daughter's high school graduation I had a bone density test at a local hospital. (Something my doctor likes me to have done every 2 years. I keep telling her that my bones are fine, it's my brain that I worry about.). Off I go for the scan and when I arrive at the hospital I realize I don't have my drivers license. (I have been changing pocketbooks almost daily because of all the different events.). I fully expected it would be a problem to register for the scan but fortunately I was "IN THE SYSTEM" Which kind of worries me at times. Who is in charge of THE SYSTEM? What do they know?? When did I first enter THE SYSTEM??? Can I get out of THE SYSTEM ???? So many questions.
But in this case it was a good thing. I was not required to prove to anyone that I was indeed who I say I am. (If I had known this I may have decided to be the King of France or someone much more interesting than me.).
To continue . . . I do the scan and drive back home very carefully so I will not give any cop a reason to pull me over and ask to see my drivers license. Which I don't have. All the way home I am going over in my mind where the holy hell I have put my ID. I of course come up with nothing. I knew I had it on Thursday because I showed it to the guard at the gate of my daughter's community. Beyond that I haven't a clue. We had gone to dinner, attended the graduation and out for a second dinner so my grand daughter could finally eat. (She had been on the go all day and was starving.). I got home at 10:30 PM and went to bed. Next day my ID is missing. I had been taking tissues and phone in and out of my purse all during dinner and the graduation. I could have dropped the license anywhere. I call my daughter and ask her to check her house and car. I look ALL over my place. I go out to my car TWICE to look under the seats, in the door, between the seats, under my car. I looked everywhere !!!!! I dumped all three pocketbooks out on the bed and went through every pocket and wallet. NOTHING !!! I checked the 2 bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen, dining room, living room AND the messy lanai. The ID was no where to be found.
Now I have to tell you that the entire time I am searching I am talking to my Guardian Angel, Maggs. Think what you will but I KNOW we all have a guardian angel who can hear us when we speak. I talk to Maggs, (short for Magnificent ) all the time. He/she does not answer me, (I do NOT hear voices in my head) nor can I see this celestial being but I know he/she is doing a great job watching over me. (Lord knows how I ever would have made it this far without an angel.). So here I am, walking around the house searching for my ID card while asking my angel to help me find the stupid thing. I go out to my car for the third time and still have no luck, I even walk over to the mailboxes to see if I might have dropped it there. At this point I'm deciding how and when I can get a new license. I walk into the house muttering to myself and look over at the kitchen island and there sits my drivers license . . . In the middle of the empty counter . . . The license is white, the counter top is black . . . I could NOT MISS seeing it. Yet I had spent an hour walking back and forth past this counter and not seen ANYTHING !!!!!!!!!!
I checked my closets for someone hiding in there because there HAD to be someone in the house who put my card on the kitchen counter. Nope . . . There is no hole in the ceiling where the ID fell through from outer space . . . WHAT HAPPENED ????????????????????????
I have no explanation for this . . . except THANK YOU MAGGS.
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