The List
Preparing to go shopping this morning, Monic asked “Have you seen the shopping list?”
“No” I responded.
“Would you mind going to look for it in the car, I think I may have left it in my jacket?” – she said.
Off I went.
I checked in the car and looked in her jacket pockets.
“Nothing there” I remarked.
“It may be upstairs” said Monic, and off she went.
Then I stated, “I’ll just put the bins out whilst you look.”
Off I went out back into the garden pulling two wheelie bins and put them beside all the other bins on the street for collection.
I came back inside via the back door and waited in the living room.
I got distracted by a message on my phone.
Then I waited a while longer.
“What a time she is taking” I thought.
The doorbell rang.
“Who can that be so early?” I thought.
I opened the door.
It was Monic!
I was perplexed, I thought she was upstairs!
“What are you doing, I’m waiting in the car” she said…
We smiled.
Then we laughed.
Actually, we laughed a lot!
“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone, whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness–and call it love–true love.” — Robert Fulgham, American author