|I've been awake since 5:45 AM.
||[Oct. 1st, 2003|06:12 am]
I heard Marco digging around frantically in his chest of drawers while I was dreaming about doing laundry yesterday. In the dream I was looking behind the drying machine to see if I dropped anything back there. Then he wakes me up, "Amanda, honey, wake up! I can't find my clothes! None of them. They aren't in my drawers or in the hamper".|
So I sit up and try thinking.
"Hmmmm. Well I can't imagine where they could be." And the whole thing was unbelievably weird. I just couldn't think, really. So I say, "Could they be in the drying machine?" I really couldn't remember anything about doing the laundry for some reason.
And he says, "If they were then they probably aren't any more".
So we dash down the hallway to the laundry room (I could hear Clovis making his super loud meow all the way down the hall).
We get there and all the whites are piled up on one of the drying machines, while the darks were in the other with the door wide open.
Everything appears to be there. I can't remember what I washed, though.
It is the weirdest thing. I don't know why my memory has failed. I wasn't high or anything like that. That scares me.
At least I know none of my underwear is missing. I brought all that up to hang dry.