The Case of the Missing Jeans
I can't find my favorite jeans anywhere. I've looked in all logical, and a few illogical, places.
This is a little disturbing.
Here's the thing, I've been passing a kidney stone for the past 11 days. (Lucky me.) I'm taking a couple types of painkillers- the kind that make you sleepy, dizzy, loopy, and downright stupid. I have no fear on these medications. I will say or do just about anything. (I may or may not have broken out in song and dance in a store- twice- last week.)
So this has me a little concerned.
Where are my jeans?
I wear them more often than not. I wear them several times a week. I don't lose these jeans- if they aren't on my butt, they are usually in a pile on the floor of my bathroom or bedroom. They don't go far!
So where are they?
Where and what was I doing when I took off my jeans last? If it wasn't my bedroom, the bathroom, or the laundry room, where was I when I took my pants off??