The Case of the Prodigal Shoe.....

It's absurd. Truly. Years ago....maybe 6 or so, I went on vacation and left a sandal underneath a bed at the resort. Cute sandal...I mean a 'knock your socks off' cute sandal. I was so distressed when I got home. Both because I wasn't still on the beach doing m'thing and also because I had left the sandal. Here's the absurd thing.....maybe absurd to the 100th* or absurd squared...whatever....math is NOT my strong suit. I have kept the other sandal. Yes...it is still in my closet. Why do you think I've done this? Do you think that I think the resort will suddenly say....O Yeah...we've never sent that sandal to its owner....maybe we should do that. Really? Should I believe they remember ME? DO NOT ANSWER THAT!!! Maybe I think one night very late there will be a knock on my door...and I'll open it to my sandal being there. The sole will be worn thin from the long walk it's had to take to get from Mexico to my door. The shiny sparkle will be a little tarnished. But you know what? If that happens, I'll throw a party. I will welcome Sandal home with open arms. I will spit and polish. I will reintroduce it to it's mate. It will be quite the extravaganza. The Return of the Prodigal Sandal.......I've lost my mind. Truly!!