I need glasses for distance, so I bought shades which clip magnetically to my glasses. They were not cheap. When I bring them with me and I don’t really need them, there is always the chance I will lose them because I am just not in the habit of having sunglasses.
Today we took my youngest son to the train station to send him back to his mom in Massachusetts. It was sunny out so I brought my sunglasses with me. At some point I took them off and put them in a shallow plastic pocket in the passenger door (that’s right, Mrs. C generally does the driving.) On the way back from dropping Spencer off at the station, the sun came out again and I reached for my sunglasses.
They were not where I clearly remember putting them.
“What’s the matter?”
“I put my sunglasses on the door and now they are not there.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure, I took them off when the sky got cloudy and put them on the door where I always put them.”
“Maybe they fell out at the station or at the sub shop where we stopped on the way to the station.”
“They must have fallen into the car, but I can’t feel them anywhere, can you pull over?”
We pulled over and searched the inside of the car. Nothing.
We next stopped at the sub shop parking lot. Nothing.
We were fifteen minutes away from the train station and I thought if we went back I would only find them run over and squished.
“Frig it, they're gone. I’ll get new ones. I don’t need them that badly.”
“Maybe you left them at home and just thought you brought them.”
“I took them. I distinctly remember taking them with me!”
“Hopefully they will turn up.”
We had a few chores, and Mrs. C stopped at the rescue squad to give blood, and I forgot about the glasses.
When we got home, the sunglasses were smack dab in the middle of the kitchen table.
“You distinctly remember taking them with you?”
“YES…but maybe it wasn’t today.”