Sometimes There Are No Answers

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This old gal…

Had a wild hair…

Not one of those crazy fun ideas kind of wild hair…but an actual…wild hair…in the nostril…

Vision’s not the best these days…probably’d been there forever…but the light hit just right…and there it was…sticking out…like a broken tree branch…

Searched for the nose hair trimmer…fancy lighted thing…got it in a Christmas drawing once…but…couldn’t find it…

Looked everywhere…asked that husband of mine if he’d seen it…his reply…why do you have a nose hair trimmer…

To trim…uhhhhh…nose hair…

And so…the mystery remains…did it break…get thrown away…did forgetful me put it somewhere…she thought she’d remember…

And so it is…sometimes…there are no answers…to seemingly hairy questions…but it doesn’t need to stop you from finding a new way…to solve the problem…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…