A Few Reasons I'm Dreading Nighttime Right Now...

1. The relocation of our salt container. Yes. Yesterday morning at 7:30 AM, Roomie and I were searching wildly for her large container of Kirkland sea salt (like white sand in a bottle). It was nowhere to be found and this confused the hell out of us. Our only conclusion was that it was in Roomie2's bedroom since she had friends over the previous night. But she was still asleep so we went on about our day, going to school for four hours, and then returning home for lunch. I walked in the door and there was the salt, sitting peacefully by the stove. Huh?? Just as Roomie came home, Roomie2 appeared from the bathroom saying she found the salt in the microwave. The microwave?? We all looked at each other. Neither of us put it in there. Nada. We laughed, saying it was weird, and then moved on.

2. The re-relocation of a chocolate-covered cranberry. It was nighttime by then and I was exhausted by 9 PM from developing a story with Roomie and then going out with SF to buy him Taco Bell since I owed him. While the three of us were stooped at the kitchen counter, I got up to grab a handful of my chocolate cranberries and dropped one in the process, not bothering to pick it up. Around 9, while I was lying under my top bunk in the dark, unable to go to sleep for fear of hearing the microwave door open, Roomie texted me saying she was hungry. A moment later there was a knock on our door. We were both confused as to who it was, but Roomie answered and it turned out to be our friend from down the hall (we'll call him Spike since that's how his hair is). Spike and I sat at the counter while Roomie walked towards the fridge to get a drink. And, to my horror, came, "I thought I threw this out?" from Roomie. "I threw away the chocolate cranberry and now it's back on the floor in the same place!" We both groaned, not quite sure what to do or think but freak out in a fit of frightened laughter. Hahahahhh....gulp.

3. The relocation of my cell phone. This could just be my early morning stupidity, but I'm pretty darn sure I did not bring my cell phone out to the kitchen and place it on the counter before I grabbed my peanut butter jar and apple slices. I sat down with my breakfast and there it was, just chilling in front of me. This just got a lot weirder.

4. A very slippery bathtub that I could slip and die in. Shower time. Oh, wait, what?? I could fall and break my head in this tub! It was so slippery I wondered how the hell all that soap got on the bottom, creating soap suds at my toes. Thankfully I was able to keep my balance while shampooing and face scrubbing, but boy did that throw me.