I've come to the very firm conclusion that someplace, somewhere in my house there is a portal to a parallel universe. There simply has to be. There is no other explanation for all the things that disappear around here. For example, right before Christmas, I cleared all my sewing and quilting things off the table. I folded up all the fabric and batting and put it in bags. I packed the sewing machine up in its box. And, I picked up my clear 18 inches long (by 4 inches wide) quilting ruler and my large clear quilting square (16 in x 16 in) and put them away. Today, I decided it was time to haul some of that stuff back out. I have a tote bag to make and 4 pairs of pants to hem. Of course, something was missing. Was it the black, blue, green or tan threads? Nope, all the little spools were in place. Had the needle gotten lost or the pins spilled? Nope, they were all in place too. But, my large quilting ruler and quilting square are gone. I spent over an hour looking through the house...behind thing, under things, in every improbable location I could think of. I can't find the damned things anywhere. So, I came to the obvious conclusion. The other me in the parallel universe suddenly has 2 rulers and 2 squares due to the portal connecting our houses.
Either that or I am going insane.
Nah, it has to be the portal because I'm the very model of sanity.