The night before I left for Albany, I did laundry, and while I distinctly recalled my favourite T-shirt
going into the wash, and even my turning it inside out to protect the writing before putting it in the dryer, when I got home, it was not
in with my clean laundry. I searched everywhere, repeatedly. Searched bag of clean dry laundry, searched wet laundry hanging up (even though I was pretty sure I put it in the dryer), searched all dresser drawers (before, after, and while putting away clean clothes), searched semi-clean clothes hanging over footboard of bed, searched closet even though I never put T-shirts in there — it was nowhere to be found.
The laundromat had closed for the night by the time I discovered it missing, so I thought I'd check there the next morning en route to the bus station, but I didn't have time. I left a message asking if kettunainen
could take a look if they got a chance, and Optimystik did go look for it, but didn't find it. So I pretty much gave up on ever seeing it again, tried to avoid letting lgbtech
know, since it had been a present from her, and made plans to secretly order a new one next time I had the money, and just pretend it had never been lost.
But today as I was getting dressed, what should I happen to come across in a dresser drawer but... that very T-shirt. Clean, neatly folded, and exactly where it should be. Exactly, in fact, where I am 99.99% sure it was not
on any of the 15 or so other times I looked there for it. The hell?
So... fairies? Playful poltergeist? ADD? No clue, I'm just glad it's back. And must now apologize to Optimystik for sending him on what may have been a wild goose chase.
I suppose the rational explanation is that due to travel preparation stress, lack of sleep and what not, I just somehow managed to fold it and put it away without seeing it, and also not see it while looking through that drawer many, many times. But while rational explanations have their place, I still made a point of saying thank you to the fairies for returning it. And I promise not to kill them with my brain.