Ok… so I reached an all new level of misplacing the remote for the TV/DVR…

Friday night after dinner I went to turn on the TV and couldn’t find the remote… of course blame was immediately put on the dogs… but they usually leave a trail of bits and pieces…and there was no trail.

I attempted to retrace my steps from the night before- because it was confirmed I was the last one to have the remote before going to bed. I looked in all of the usual places between the couch and the kitchen and the computer.  I checked between the cushions on the couch and the chairs.  I checked bookshelves, drawers, and folded newspapers. I even went as far as checking the bathrooms, the other rooms in the house, the garage. The remote was no where to be found….

Where could the remote be? What force of nature scooped it up and removed it from the house?  Where else could I have gone between the couch and bed? It was a true mystery. Well.. with no TV to watch I went to bed.

The following morning I woke up, walked the dogs, and got ready to participate in another 5k-athon. As I got into my truck, which is parked on the street a good 150 feet from the front door of the house, I unlocked the door and looked in through the window. HOLY SMOLY- there was the remote! How or why it was in my truck is truly a mystery. For the life of me I cannot figure out how or why I would have woken up on the couch and turned off the TV with the remote. Then for some reason unlocked the front door, walked to my truck, unlocked the truck, placed the remote on the seat, locked the truck, returned to the house, locked the door, and went to bed!

Did anyone see me that night? Why did I go to my truck? Why didn’t the dogs bark? Why did I take the remote with me? What was I thinking?

The upside… I was once again reunited with the TV, DVR, and a million hours of TV viewing pleasure. (Reportedly I turn on and apparently immediately fall asleep while watching)