After three weeks journeying through Southeast Asia, home feels like the most miraculous place in the world. Flowers are blooming, the sun is, well, this is Oregon so not exactly shining, but still it's home.
My world will be complete as soon as I can find all the items I took it upon myself to hide before I left.
Let me explain.
We live in a neighborhood that burglars treat like a box of chocolates. Yes, we have an alarm system and yes, I stopped the mail, but still, three weeks is a long time. Right before we were scheduled to leave a house across the street was burgled. Two weeks before that I'd listened to the laundry list of things stolen from another friend's house. And so, like any other not entirely rational person, I went on a hiding rampage.
Which is all well and good, except the problem with hiding things is when you come home you have to remember where you hid them.
My jewelry was not at the bottom of the Costco-sized box of cereal bars where I thought I'd left it. Nor was it behind the books in my daughter's room or underneath the dumbwaiter. I finally located it at the bottom of a pile of sleeping bags.
I know you're thinking I'm giving away my best hiding places, but don't worry. I like to keep my nonexistent (knock-on-wood) burglars on their toes so I hide things in different places every time we go away.
Fortunately, I was able to uncover my laptop (underneath the long neglected Disney princess dress-up gowns in the dress-up box which reminds me I need to weed through those).
The location of my spare car key is still a mystery. I may give up looking for it for awhile and let it be a surprise/reminder of our vacation....which of course, I can't wait to write about.
And I will!
But first I need to download my pictures and in order to do that I have to find the camera cable. It was nonsensically hidden because you've heard of the thriving black market for outdated USB camera cables, right? No??
I think it's back to the attic for me. There are some boxes of uninvestigated kid art that seem like prime hiding places.