I’ve blogged in the past about my troubling relationship with my favorite pair of sunglasses. I bought them while travelling to visit my cousin in Virginia, and I love wearing them. However, I lose them regularly! I have left them in some interesting places–the back seat of a friend’s car, on the shelf at TJ Maxx, and on the last pew in the back of the church sanctuary. But each and every time I have managed to get them back. Sometimes it has been easy to retrace my steps, but other times there has been a frantic recovery effort involved. I have always felt, though, that leaving them somewhere has been due to my own carelessness or distraction.
Now I’m not sure. Am I subconsciously trying to get rid of them? Are THEY desperately trying to escape from ME? Today, while carrying a few items out to the garage, I put the plastic into my car and recycled my sunglasses.