yesterday moring i woke up at 7:30. i petted Mollie, who was lying there next to me. i stumbled around a bit, put on my robe, and staggered out into the living room.
no kevin.
where was kevin?
his coffee wasn’t brewing. there was no newspaper lying around anywhere.
was he in the workshop? nope. outside? surely not, because there was his enormous hat which i keep meaning to take a picture of, especially because he got me a matching one and they’re pretty funny.
was he in the basement? upstairs, for some reason?
no kevin anywhere.
did we have a huge fight the night before, so bad that kevin stormed out and didn’t return and then i blocked the whole thing out?
this seemed highly unlikely, since we basically don’t manage to ever fight about anything.
SO WHERE WAS KEVIN?
i started calling him, hoping he’d somehow miraculously emerge.
kevin? kevin? KEVIN! KEVIN??
“yes?” he replied.
HE HAD BEEN SLEEPING. IN THE BED NEXT TO ME.
i woke up, petted the dog OBVIOUSLY LYING BETWEEN US, gone in and out of the bedroom at least a couple times, and yet i DID NOT SEE HIM THERE IN THE BED.
he said that maybe he was wearing his invisibility cloak.
that must be it.
ok then,
friday morning grace.