The Out of The Ordinary Evening

Like I said Thursday was such a beautiful day. Our walk was effortless it felt wonderful even with my sandals instead of walking shoes. The day had been pretty near perfect including the amazing food from one of the local restaurants. I enjoyed being there and seeing the neat inside with the greenery around the windows that’s why I had to take some photos.

It was church radio time again once we got back to the hotel. So again I went back to my cross-stitch. I had also spent a little time just trying to find channels in the madness of hundreds of them. It was monotonous and exasperating. It took a long time to find something to watch.

It wasn’t quite bed time and yet everyone was somewhat in or on the bed. I began to do my nightly ritual that includes brushing my teeth, removing my contacts and washing my face. I specifically remember holding my contacts case but the next seconds were a bit hazy. I looked in my purse where I first looked and it wasn’t there. So next I looked in my toiletry kit box and then my bag. It was in none of those places.

My case was in my hands that morning before we left. The question is what happened to it in the seconds afterward?

Usually I am meticulous about this I even have a second pair of contacts with me. This time I went more low-key. I have to bring both my lenses and my glasses, but I thought I would be safe without a second pair of contacts for such a short trip. However, my contact case is still a necessity. I had my contact solution I just could not find for the life of me that darn case. It was late and I didn’t want to have to buy another case that night.

So… I went looking for our glasses in the room. The only ones I saw were coffee cups. So yeah they housed my contacts for the night. It’s a good thing I had enough solution for this wild problem of mine. I am always scared to forget my contact case, but this one time it actually happens. It was hard to believe because I have to have them nearly or more important than my medicine.

This was just my problem to deal with. We still had no idea what was to come and that it would end up being comical in the long run, but for me… I still needed to have food with my medicine.

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