"It" strikes again.

I know I've written about 'it' before......my poltergeist.

It doesn't strike nearly as often as it used to....and for some reason....the little bugger has decided watches are it's favorite target in this new house.

Earlier this year it stole my new watch...and then, as usual, I found it in the strangest spot. Well, maybe not the strangest spot, per se....but in a spot I had looked quite a few times...and not found it.

Now, fast forward to this month.....another watch missing. I had it Wednesday afternoon (07/01), on my desk at work. And that's the last time I actually remember having it.

I looked everywhere it would have been.....nothing, nada. I'd written it off as stolen from work or the gym, or dropping it somewhere. But gone, none the less.

Last night I'm in my closet, trying to figure out what I'm going to wear today. I pick an outfit, then move onto what shoes I'll wear. As I'm trying on different shoes, I grab a pair I haven't worn for at least two weeks.

I pull one shoe out of the box, put it on the floor, and slip my foot into it.

Well....I tried to slip my foot into it.

My missing watch was in that shoe!!!!

The last time I wore those shoes was WELL before the last day I used the watch.

The shoes I was trying on were in a shoe box. There is absolutely NO reason for me to open that shoe box, put my watch in there...then put the box back and go on with life.

NO reason.