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things I lost in the move

Mid-January I rather quickly moved from the house to a one bedroom apartment. Thanks to family and friends the actual move went surprisingly smoothly, but in the subsequent weeks I notice things missing.

1. The $50 Amazon gift card given me for Christmas from Auntie Em. I'm so sad I lost it. This is in no way a bid for a replacement, Em. You've been so kind to us. Thank you.

2. A $25 apple store gift card given me by Dave to accompany the iTouch I didn't want but he gave me anyway. I can locate the iTouch. It's in the bathroom accompanying Jack's shower. He's a loiterer. I've given him a two song limit for a shower so he washes to Haddaway's "What Is Love?" and Taio Cruz's "Dynamite." I'm embarrassed for him.

3. All but one of my reusable grocery bags. Where did they go? I used them at 99 cents only two weeks ago and since then they've been AWOL. The cashier remarked that my Trader Joe's bags were much nicer than the 99 cents only reusable bags. So I lost them.

4. The Madagascar hissing cockroach. I've been toting him back and forth to school to share with the kids. I went to feed him this morning but didn't find his enclosure where I keep it on top of the fridge (he's in a smaller cylindrical container now, Mom, no longer with his chocolate tortilla). Last I KNOW I had him was last week on the day it was colder in Tucson than it was in Alaska. I remember reminding myself to bring him in from the car or he would freeze. I thought I brought him in. Now I think I may have recycled him. Poor guy.


Kcookski said…
poor little roachie.....but i feel worse about the amazon gift card....;)
SILVIA said…
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