I lost a whole hour over the weekend and I simply cannot find it. Do you know what I mean? I went to bed, set my alarm, and when I got up - I WAS AN HOUR LATE!!!! How does that happen? How does someone lose an hour?
I looked for it all day which was hard because for some reason I was more tired and unfocused than usual. It was so weird. After about SEVENTY million attempts to find it, I finally gave up. And that simply IS NOT like me at all. I am a P-U-G! I am tenacious! But this one simply got the better of me and that was despite the frequent naps I took.
Molly, noticing my distress, walked over to me sometime in the early evening.
"What's the matter, Noodles?" She chirped in her sweet way.
"Ah, nuthin'", I snarled. "I simply lost an hour and can't find it. Have you seen it anywhere?"
"Well, no. . . ," she said looking vacantly off into the distance. "I am not even sure WHAT you are talking about. But I will give you a HUG. That might help."
So she did. . . and it made me feel better, as only HUGS can do.
But at the end of the day, I was still missing my HOUR.
So if you find my HOUR, please let me know where it is and I will go pick it up. I really really need it back.
HAPPY THING #26: A HUG
Because when one is perplexed a hug makes it better