How is it, that even though I’ve only been here for 11 days there is already a black hole in my house?
There is one document I need.
Just one.
I have found every other item imaginable.
An old Uni essay based on the Brechtian aspects of ‘A Clockwork Orange.’
Miss E’s first pair of shoes.
The instructions to a microwave we binned about 10 year ago.
A stray carrot.
The annoying thing is, it should be easy to find. It only arrived a week ago. It came to my new address. It should be on top of wherever it is, and there’s no chance I would have thrown it out…I hope.
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
There.
That feels better.
Ok, it doesn’t, I’m lying.
Bugger.
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April 20th, 2009 at 3:03 pm
the black holes, they follow you. And the bigger the house, the bigger the hole. I know this for a fact. My house has swallowed a cat a time or two.
April 20th, 2009 at 3:38 pm
I live dead centre in a black hole so I know your pain most intimately. Argh indeed!
April 20th, 2009 at 4:42 pm
Is it on top of or near the microwave? (Ahem did you use it to kill that horrible slug?)
April 20th, 2009 at 7:26 pm
Look for something else. Then it will pop back out of the Black Hole, wondering why the heck you were ignoring it.
Works for me anyway… then I forget what the hell I was looking for the second time.
Repeat.
April 21st, 2009 at 1:39 am
Yep, the obligatory new place black hole.
Or
It’s-not-where-I-thought-it-was-itus
April 21st, 2009 at 2:00 am
This sort if thing always happens to me too, I feel your pain. Good luck searching.
April 21st, 2009 at 2:26 am
But what’s the document??? My mum would say “Well where did you last put it?” and then thoughts of harm and rage cross my mind!
April 21st, 2009 at 2:41 am
A stray carrot? hahahaha. Yeah, I live in a perpetual black hole, so I totally get this. Sigh. Scream a few more times and maybe you’ll feel better…
April 21st, 2009 at 3:00 am
Ok, I came home to almost 500 posts in my reader to try and read, which I am doing but not commenting. But I had to comment on at least one of yours to say hugs and I’m proud of your progress and I think you’re totally fab.
Big big hugs.
April 21st, 2009 at 8:54 am
Yeah – just leave it for a day or two and everything will turn up where you least expect it.
April 21st, 2009 at 9:34 am
Here’s what I do. I go out for a walk. I come back with fresh eyes and I look again everywhere I already looked because its likely its right there and you just arent seeing it ..
April 21st, 2009 at 12:12 pm
Every home has a black hole!
April 21st, 2009 at 1:13 pm
oh my! that sort of crap happens to me all the time. just puts me in a bad mood thinking about it. I hope you found it. hugs!
April 21st, 2009 at 1:24 pm
Is it in the fridge? I’m always finding my keys in there. Or underneath something? Pieces of paper have a nasty habit of wafting under kitchen kickboards. Oooh, I know, did you put it in that drawer of crap everyone has in their kitch? If so, was there so much crap in it that it’s been pushed out the back of the drawer into the cupboard underneath?
God, I’m getting quite excited – it’s like a virtual treasure hunt…
April 21st, 2009 at 2:14 pm
I have that hole here too.
Hope you find it!