What's Missing?

When my 30 pound gym bag feels light for some reason, I know there has to be a reason, even if at 5:00 a.m. my brain isn't registering jack. I've probably forgotten something, and it isn't a 1 oz bra.

Sharin' had that look on Thursday morning. Something's missing. Hmmmm. What could it be??? Damn damn damn - I could see it in her eyes. The towel! No towel?! Definitely one of the essentials, right up there with the swim suit (which actually shouldn't be a problem - I can swim without the suit, but the goggles and cap are essentails). So I gave her one of my towels (yes, I had two - doesn't everyone?). Having friends is cool.

Mona Lisa forgot a shirt so I offered her my extra (yes, I had an extra). She peered at me out of the corner of her eye, up and down, and said no way would MY shirt ever fit her. But I was there for her. I lent my flip flops to one of the life guards not that long ago. Her gym bag no doubt felt about 3 ounces too light when she took off for work that morning. She's shorter than I am, which is really really short, so they fit perfectly. She was very appreciative of the footwear, although we were sorry they didn't match her suit. Right now my suit, my goggles, the flip flops, and cap all match my Poland Spring water bottle. I'm a tough act to follow.

I found a cap in one of the shower stalls on Friday that some poor soul had left behind. I pity them finding themselves without a cap the next time they wanted to go for a swim. YES I returned it to the desk. I'm not sure if they put it in a Ziploc bag or not. I know how paranoid there are about cooties, until, of course, I see the dust and the schmutz in the corners everywhere. Puppy lost her Ipod under the elliptical machines a few weeks ago. The dirt underneath the machine was so thick we could probably make a new mat to stretch out on with it. Very gross. It never turned up so I'm assuming the aliens took it.

What's missing? About 30 pounds, that's what. The new hospital scale they bought for the Ladies Locker Room is already busted! It goes up to 350 pounds, so we're busy ticking off from our list who is that fat (plus) that they managed to break it. On Friday I got on, put the weight on 50 and started adding. I got to 80 pounds and it leveled off. I had a bagel to celebrate. I wonder if anyone would like to please steal THIS scale so they buy us another one.

What else is missing? Stitch. Grand Poobah has been in, doing his laps, but his wife wasn't around, so I asked if he made her wait in the car. He emphatically said NO, but I told him if he does to remember to crack the windows an inch. For an old dude he totally gets it. We had a nice case of giggles to start the day, which is always good.

I lost my gloves last week, found them again, lost one of them, found it in a parking lot. I hate missing stuff. We should all be more like Peanut. Whatever is going on in the world she has the peace of mind to float in the hot tub, all stretched out and relaxed without a care in the world. Gotta love it. Whatever is missing remember there is always the joy of solitude and a good float in a big warm tub of bubbling, cholinated water.