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Sleepwalking...
We had the big B'day BBQ bash at my place on Saturday. Pensacola Pete prepared the food, and it was to die for, as usual. In the wee hours of Sunday morning, we packed it all into Tupperware/Rubbermaid containers and put it into the fridge...
When I turned off the lights in the kitchen before the trudging off to bed, everything was immaculate once more, which always strikes me as amazing in contrast to the mess that existed beforehand... Counters were clear, stove surfaces clean, dirty dishes in the dishwasher...
When I woke up this morning, the plastic containers had been removed from the fridge and left stacked neatly on the counter. When I left the house to run some errands, I also saw a dish towel in the road in front of my house that looks frighteningly like one of mine.
No, I didn't eat any of the food, as far as I can tell. No new dirty eating implements in the sink or anything. No, just the containers, mysteriously on the counter.
I have vague memories of dreaming about wanting to rearrange the food in the fridge since it was so packed...
When I turned off the lights in the kitchen before the trudging off to bed, everything was immaculate once more, which always strikes me as amazing in contrast to the mess that existed beforehand... Counters were clear, stove surfaces clean, dirty dishes in the dishwasher...
When I woke up this morning, the plastic containers had been removed from the fridge and left stacked neatly on the counter. When I left the house to run some errands, I also saw a dish towel in the road in front of my house that looks frighteningly like one of mine.
No, I didn't eat any of the food, as far as I can tell. No new dirty eating implements in the sink or anything. No, just the containers, mysteriously on the counter.
I have vague memories of dreaming about wanting to rearrange the food in the fridge since it was so packed...