UNDER THE BED

Here goes one more time. This time I'll take it slow and methodical. Before KJA flew off to Canada and her Teaching Assignment, I misplaced my glasses. So the whole week I spent with RJB I wore my spares, the ones that kept slipping down my nose, the ones that were not bifocals and therefore I needed to take them off to read scripture references and to read the hymnbook. Shortly after that, I misplaced my hearing aids. I'm really having a time adjusting. Sometimes I hear quite well with them, pick up all the rustling and baby cries. Lately I've noticed, it seems they are like plugs stuck in to keep out ALL sound. I have been persevering, but then lost them. RJB helped me look. She lifted up the quilt at the end of JWB's bed and there they were, snug in their handy-dandy little black case. Hurrah!! Wednesday evening when I came back home I went on the wrong side of my bed to turn on my fan. You guessed it. I lifted the side of the quilt and EUREKA, there they were languishing bare under the bed. Problem solved. NOW, all I have to do is look under some bed or other and find the collection of recipes and lists of requests from NLG that I recently put in a SAFE place.