We spent last weekend in New Hampshire celebrating a family wedding. A quick trip but lots of fun. On Friday evening we were changing our clothes. Getting ready to head over to spend time with the wedding party and family after the rehearsal. A relaxed gathering but still…..we wanted to look "fresh". So Dave changed to his good slacks while I got ready and then he started looking for his belt. He could not find it.
Now we were in a nice motel suite….but the space wasn't that big. And he said he'd just taken the belt off in order to change. We looked under the furniture, under the bed, in the closet, tossed all the bedding to see if it was hiding under a blanket. No belt.
This is the kind of thing that drives Dave crazy! We checked in the bathroom. I looked again in the closet and my belt was hanging there, but not Dave's. We looked in the trash. We checked the suitcase and our tote bag. We tossed the bedding a second time and then just decided to head on out. After all, his golf shirt wasn't tucked in, so who would know he had no belt?
Several hours later we returned to the room to get ready for bed. And we found the belt.
I was wearing it. Hmmmmmm……well, they did look a lot alike!
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