If you want to hide something…

For the past week, we’ve been looking for articles that seem to have gone missing in the move. Finally, the sea biscuit, or whatever name you call that computer back-up device - thingy, surfaced! 

The continuing-for-a-month-mystery has been, “Where the Hell did we put those white canvas curtains from the old middle bedroom, and the other two maroon colored velvet drapes from the old master??” We'd hung four of six panels in the new master bedroom. Where could the other two panels be?

Methodically, each of us separately, looked in the plentiful cupboards, drawers, and closets - the search intensifying with each passing day. We were duplicating efforts, but not certain if the other one of us would “see” what it was we were looking for. Distrust of our own and the other’s faculties increased by the hour. Where could two separate sets of draperies be??

Sunday night, after a traditional Chinese Take-Out dinner at our daughter and granddaughter’s house, we came home refreshed, enchanted, and more determined than ever. Mark again looked in hanging closets, while I gave the kitchen, laundry and bathroom areas a “fourth-over.” 

In the linen closet, in the downstairs bath, on the bottom shelf, I had stashed some nylon sheer curtains, fresh out of the dryer, when we had a houseful of company - twelve panels of white sheers, from various rooms at the old house. As my hand lifted them, something about the heft gave away the truth. Not all was “sheer” madness!! I hurried upstairs to Mark’s office, knowing my kinesthetic sense to be nearly as precisely honed as that of a dealer in ‘Vegas. Excitedly, I spread the mass of material on his office floor. Sure enough, the white canvas tabs poked out. We laughed and laughed. 

While separating the white canvas panels from the nylon, and folding-up all of them, Mark asked if I’d like to have some of the sheer white panels in my office behind the crimson velvet ones… we’d hung there January 4, when our younger daughter and her beau were here. 

When the question was only half asked, we both burst into giggles, Oakland neighbors and anyone in L.A. might have heard us guffawing in disbelief! 

We’ve been in my office/healing space dozens of times during the last month and opened and closed those drapes every day, yet both of us were convinced the purplish beauties had gone missing, and would turn up someday.

Truly, if you want to hide something, hide it in plain sight!

The white canvas tabbed ones look smashing in Mark’s office. As for the ones in my office... WHAT burgundy curtains? If ever you want to make M & M melt with laughter just say: burgundy curtains!