Now that we are consistently in the triple digits here in Phoenix, Husband has decided it is time to do some roof maintenance, maintenance he has been putting off.
Apparently we have a plethora of ladders, ranging from the very bulky telescoping ones to the short not really ladder classifiable ones.
He went looking for the medium telescoping one but could not find it.
A ladder. Could not find it.
It is not small and so it was rather disconcerting when a search around and within the perimeter of our property did not bring forth the missing ladder.
A day or so passes and he finally settles on having to lug around the massive ladder to do his roof work. As he walks around the side of the house, not even looking for it, he finds it.
Again, remember this is a good sized ladder.
I am inside in air conditioning, working hard on something productive, I’m sure, when I receive a text from him that he has found the missing ladder. He sends picture proof resulting in this text thread:
The case of the missing ladder has been solved, but the question of whether his marbles are missing remains unanswered.
(As an aside, I pointed out to Husband his improper usage of “too” in his text. He tried to blame sun glare and roof tar.)
What is the largest and most impossible thing to lose that you have lost? Don’t worry, I won’t judge (too much).