At exactly 6:56 p.m. on February 14th, in the year of our Lord, 2013, I was searching though my sock drawer for a pair of socks. There are many items in my sock drawer: ankle socks, thin dainty socks, heavy wool socks, long socks, three pairs of underwear, three scarfs, my mother’s frames from the 1940’s, three undershirts, and a long black plastic object.
I wanted a sock that was of a medium weight and about eight inches long to wear on my feet in my boots. I found one of each kind in my sock drawer, but I needed two socks that were the same thickness and height. I didn’t care if they were the same color
As I was digging through the sock drawer, I found something that didn’t belong, a hard plastic case for a pair of glasses. Time stopped for a minute, as I realized what I had in my hand. “Was this the pair of glasses that I had asked you to help me find?” Was the mystery solved?
I opened the case and inside were my spare pair of glasses!
The ceiling opened in my closet and a ray of sunshine shone down on the glasses in my hand. The Mystery of the Missing Pair of Glasses was solved. I felt like Nancy Drew.
Now I can take my red pair of frames back to the optical store to get the transitional tint taken out of them. I am The Wicked Witch of the West in a play, and I want the audience to see my eyes. I will wear the spare pair of glasses I found while they fix my red frames.
I said to my husband during the search for my glasses, “I wish someone would ask me to look in my sock drawer.” I should have just looked. Silly me, not to listen to myself.
But then I wouldn’t have had so much fun looking under my bed, in the glove compartment of the car, in my bedside table, and under the couch cushions for my glasses.
P.S. I did find two matching socks to wear in my boots.
Have you ever found something that was lost?
What did you feel like when you found the lost item?
Please tell me in the comments. I would love to hear your story.
