Finding the TV remote after looking forever
I’m one of those CP24 every morning kind of person.
Bleary-eyed and disoriented, I stumble into the kitchen in search of the remote.
And I never find it.
Underneath yesterday’s paper? Behind the fruit tray? How about wedged in the chair cushions?
You scrutinize every detail with squinty eyes, and finally! It was plainly lying on the table the whole time. But you succeeded anyways.