Amateur

Today I went on a little scavenger hunt after I got off work. One might ask: "What were you hunting for Kaci?" Well, today I was hunting for my Laundry Baskets! Yes, that is right, my laundry baskets. Now normally that is something that you would think would be very easy to find right? Well, not in my house this particular day. And you would think that even if you did loose your laundry baskets, what is the big deal right? Wrong! Not to me anyways... here is a background of the circle of life for my laundry:

First they start on ones body:

Then they get dirty:

Then they go here:
Then with a dream of being folded and hung up, they go here:

The dream is laughed at and scorned and eventually fades away as they are now here:
Which then goes back to this in order for them to be sort through:
So they can go, once again, back on the body:And the ones that are not being worn, go back here:

And then it just continues, a never ending cycle that I really don't mind! Now someone else in my household "MICHAEL" feels a little differently about this sacred Circle of Life for my Laundry. Now, I must admit, I do break down and go a little out of the ordinary and hang up my clothes every once in a while thanks to my dear husband. So this morning before Mike went to work, he did all the laundry (yes, once again "What a Man") but he REFUSES to hang up my clothes. He folds everything that needs to be folded, but WILL NOT hang up my shirts, skirts, pants, sweaters, or anything that goes in the closet. So that is my job...well suppose to be my job. So at lunch I get home and some of the laundry is finishing up and Mike tells me that I need to actually hang up my clothes this time... I laugh and continue eating my leftover Chineese food...what a funny boy.

He then said, "I'm hiding the laundry baskets."

I, of course, stop eating and look up with a glare "You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, I am. And you are not going to be able to find them until the clothes are hung up."

I could now tell things were getting serious, no one messes with the laundry circle of life. So I shot back, "Well, I will just throw them on the floor!"

"No you won't."

This was true, he had a good point.

I called Mike when I got back to work and he said that they were hidden and that I would never find them. So, after I got home tonight, I had a mission waiting for me. All the baskets were gone, even the one I tried to hide behind the guest bedroom bed before I went back to work.... gone, all gone. I searched the house, no where. I searched the shed outside, not there. I called my next door neighbor to see if she is housing them, it was a negative. I looked over the fence in her back yard, not there either. Then I figured it out!!!!

Mike took the Tahoe to work, so I drove all the way (k-it really isn't THAT far) to Idaho Central and pulled up beside the Tahoe. I took one look and this is what I found...

I left him a note that said "Too Easy! Better luck next time."

Now you wonder: So now where are your clothes?

Right here of course:

He thought he was pretty clever...amateur!