Embrace Life's Mysteries

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This old gal…

gets obsessed with mysteries...not the…who robbed the bank kind of mysteries…but the…where are my…what happened to the…why is this…kinds of mysteries...
 
It starts with a thought…like…what happened to my punch bowl…did I sell it..break it..give it away...then Mom Sherlock sleuths…looks for answers…checks all closets…texts her Watsons…punch bowl...any ideas...

But this mystery…The Mystery of the Crusty Fridge Handle…took months to solve….and drove this old gal nuts...

Every day…absolutely every day…this old gal would open the fridge to find the handle crusty…and every day she would scrub the handle clean...
 
Not a big deal…but it became a curiousity…who…how…what…who was easy…two people use the fridge…

But..how…what…started to observe…linger in the kitchen…investigate routines…but nothing… then…one early morning…the case is cracked...

This husband of mine…a chipper morning riser…out of bed…eating breakfast within five minutes of waking…his lovely wife...uh…not so much…

But…for some reason…on case cracking day…this old gal slugged herself into the kitchen for something…and watched the morning routine unfold…cheerios…open banana…take banana in bare hands…slice banana…top cereal…OPEN FRIDGE WITHOUT WIPING HANDS...get milk…

Mystery solved…cased closed…sigh of relief…until the next curiosity…
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And this husband of mine….agrees…