Three days ago I loss my glasses and even tho I don't need to wear them all the time I do need to wear them to read, watch TV , computer ect .So as long as I sat there and did not move or attempt to focus on anything I was fine....and it was a good excuse to just do that...or so I tried.. We tore this house apart and all we found was a nice collection of cat toys and Hot Wheels. I finally found the darn things in the bag with my curling iron. Not sure how they go there but I am no fool, the curling iron was surly involved in the plot with the rest of the appliances to kill me.
I have been saying this for years, the machines are rising up and they are doing it by hiding in the common things we have in our home. The microwave and I have come to an uneasy treaty but I still do not trust the bastard.
The glasses were hidden so I would be blinded to the full fled assault that was planned for last night. The TV in my room that has been happily sitting on my dresser for years decided that it was going to fall on me at 3 am. It was 2 against 1, the cable box was it's viscous side kick. I have a feeling they recruited a cat to help make the jump, the short fat tabby looks guilty today. The TV fought hard but after such a suicidal mission it's days have come to an end. Good thing I didn't pay for the damn stupid thing or I'd be really pissed.
Wait, no I am really pissed. I fall asleep every night to my beloved Craig Ferguson . I need my Craigy Freg so I am off now to devise a plan to steal the kid's TV. If that doesn't work I'll have to sleep on the couch and that will make the Hubby happy ,and we can't have that can we? I would not be a good wife if I wasn't annoying Sam at every possible moment.
So long story short I believe my glasses were returned as a sign of surrender, for now, until the electric tooth brush gets PMS again.
