there's a ghost in my house
So there's a mischievious ghost in our house that likes to hide things:
Example 1: Over a month ago, my mother feeds the dogs. She goes to replace the lid to the rubbermaid container where we store the dog food. Nowhere to be found even though it was just in her hands. We look all over the downstairs and in the backyard-nothing. We look under the sink and in the basement-nothing. We move the table that the container was sitting on into another room for a party-nothing. A week later we move the table back to its spot-nothing. Fast forward a month? What's in the corner of the kitchen under the said table? The dog food lid.
Example 2: The plunger has lived the kitchen in the same corner as the dog food. A couple weeks ago, we need the plunger. Tedford looks in the corner-not there. We tear apart the kitchen, the backroom, the backyard, the basement, every closet-nothing. We move everything out of the corner, check under the table, behind the trash-nothing. Fast forward a week. What do we find in the corner of the kitchen behind the trash can (which has been moved several times since the initial missing plunger incident)-the plunger.
What?
I swear we aren't going crazy.
Example 1: Over a month ago, my mother feeds the dogs. She goes to replace the lid to the rubbermaid container where we store the dog food. Nowhere to be found even though it was just in her hands. We look all over the downstairs and in the backyard-nothing. We look under the sink and in the basement-nothing. We move the table that the container was sitting on into another room for a party-nothing. A week later we move the table back to its spot-nothing. Fast forward a month? What's in the corner of the kitchen under the said table? The dog food lid.
Example 2: The plunger has lived the kitchen in the same corner as the dog food. A couple weeks ago, we need the plunger. Tedford looks in the corner-not there. We tear apart the kitchen, the backroom, the backyard, the basement, every closet-nothing. We move everything out of the corner, check under the table, behind the trash-nothing. Fast forward a week. What do we find in the corner of the kitchen behind the trash can (which has been moved several times since the initial missing plunger incident)-the plunger.
What?
I swear we aren't going crazy.