Last week Wednesday I "rescued" my wife, not once but twice. Not from drowning, or from a potential injury, but from doing a chore that did not need to be accomplished, and a misplaced item. She used the term rescue, not me.
Wednesday is one of two laundry days during the week, generally towel day, and some clothes. The other laundry day, Sunday, is sheets (bedding) and also some clothes. Luckily, we get out of bed at the same time, so I could have an early morning rescue for doing a chore that did not need to be accomplished. On that morning, after getting up, she started to strip her side of the bed. I was on my side starting to make the bed. Obviously, there was a disconnect somewhere. When I noticed her starting to pull the pillow case, I commented that it is not the day to launder the sheets. If I had not said something she would have moved onto the sheet and would have wondered why I was not following her lead, but instead making my side. For some reason being laundry day made her think of washing the sheets. I think laundry rates right up there with her favorite chores. After all, while she lets me move the laundry from washer to dryer (or hang up on the line in good weather), haul and fold, she does not allow me to put clothes into the washer. She reserves that sub-chore for herself. Hence, I can only conclude that she really likes doing this household chore. She likes to be kept busy, so this helps.
The second rescue involved much more time. She had a box of freezer wrap that she had used and needed it again, but could not find it. We searched the house, mainly the basement and first floor, but could not locate the box. The clue came when she mentioned something else she had used at the same time and found it at her craft table. Well, that got be to look more intently at her craft table area. I found the freezer wrap between her table and a small book shelf in an area not much wider than the box itself. Somehow it must have fallen off the table, into this craft gutter. This, along with other incidents makes me wonder if a ghost is in the house. Alexa is set to to play a news when we say "Alexa, play news briefing." Instead this week we have gotten a podcast. We are not sure how to rectify that situation.
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Craft gutter |
Usually she rescues me from misplaced items. Two come to mind this year. First, was my cell phone, which we searched the whole house a few times to locate. We knew it was in the house because it showed up on the "Find My" app at our address. I called the cell number, but the problem was the silencer was turned on to keep notifications off. It was eventually found in the pocket of my bathrobe. I had gone downstairs, to get it since it had to finish charging before going to bed that night. I put it in the robe pocket going back upstairs, but when I got upstairs I forgot to take it out.
The second item was my tape measure. It was found in a basement storage cabinet, which we had been rearranging and measuring boxes to see if they would fit in the intended space without pulling out and trying them. I have become accustomed to putting my tape measure in the same place so it does not get misplaced, but moving boxes into the new cabinet it must have slipped my mind to make sure it got back to its place on my workbench. I could measure the width of her craft gutter, but I would probably misplace my tape measure. That craft gutter could be our own version of the Bermuda Triangle.
To be fair, I guess it is usually I that has to be rescued. I was happy to assist in locating the freezer paper, I guess it may start to even the score from all the times she has assisted me. Some every day items are easy to misplace, when you use them and forget to put them back where they belong, it is hard to remember where you were using it. I always wonder what I would do if questioned like on the crime shows, what were you doing is tough enough, but to know time frame is even more difficult. "Where were you on September 15, 2018 at 10:00 am?" I don't know what I was doing on Sept 15 last year. Who could remember that?
The thing is, the object is found in the last place one looks. Isn't that funny how that works. Anyway, joke aside, it seems that sometimes a ghost is present to knock, for example, the box of freezer paper off the table. I am not sure how the wrap would have fallen off unless my wife left it hanging over the edge. Or, maybe when she was sewing she did some big sweep of a quilt or her hand and it knocked it off. I like the ghost theory, as that explains other occurrences too, like strange noises my wife usually hears, and I some times hear, and the weird response of this week with Alexa giving a podcast rather than news. Is it coincidental?
I do know that we spend a great deal of time looking for misplaced items or items the ghost moves. I have a habit of putting stuff in the basement up between the floor joists so as to keep it out of the way. It is easy to forget about that stuff, too. What I realized is that marriage, as seniors, is one of helping the other find a misplaced item, and in so doing coming to their rescue.