Tuesday, June 28, 2011
A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
My black jeans went missing last week. I knew they'd been washed but they weren't in either of the two places that I'd expect to find them - the laundry or my bottom drawer. Clearly I'd left my brain out of gear when I'd done the folding and put them in someone else's pile.
I started my searching in Sam's room - nothing. Same as Josh's room. Luke's room was off limits because he was still asleep so I ended up wearing another pair. When he finally emerged from his room I rifled through his wardrobe. Same result as his brothers' rooms - Absolutely Nothing!!
He came in and sprung me searching his wardrobe and demanded to know why (and in retrospect I'm wondering what he was hiding - certainly not his Mother's clothing). And when I explained about my missing jeans he flushed a little. It seems that the black jeans he'd worn the previous day were a little short (he's 6'3 and I'm 5'9) and they kept creeping into his crotch and getting his boys quite uncomfortable.
I'm hoping that he's not scarred for life from this experience. But more than that I hope it's a one-off with no progression. I don't want to be finding any of my skirts, dresses or underwear missing.
3 DAYS TILL GOLD COAST. There will be no PRs for me but I'm hoping to go around the 50 min mark - all going well and not getting stuck in too much slow-moving traffic.