Hey Lesbos. It’s that time of the week again. It’s Wednesday, the middle day. And the middle day, much like the stereotypical middle child, is always seeking attention in new weird ways. Think of Wednesdays personified as Jan Brady.
This Wednesday, do you know what’s weird? Losing your stuff. I just put my keys right here on the key hook, you think to yourself, and do you know where they are? Not here. And although you think your girlfriend’s mismatched socks are adorable and she claims to have coined the odd pairing as her style, we all know the truth. She hasn’t seen the same two kinds of socks since her mother embroidered her initials on the toe in kindergarten. (Just me?)
While it’s fairly normal to misplace items throughout your day to day, it can be frustrating. You feel irresponsible, guilty and slightly disheartened. You look everywhere twice as you pace around your house, spewing a tirade of expletives. Finally, you sit down and take a deep breath before you flick your pointer finger up and smile. The proverbial light bulb bursts with a bing as you run to the refrigerator and swing open the door to find your beloved glasses right next to the OJ where you somehow left them. Phew.
Just remember: when you can’t find your stuff, relax. It’s probably just weird Wednesday. Thursday will have your missing thing. And when all else fails, embrace it. You've been wanting a new phone for a while now anyway.
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