(humor, diary) So, the little-old-lady pranks me all the time. Today, again, hid

(humor, diary)

So, the little-old-lady pranks me all the time. Today, again, hides my damned coffee cup. On a Saturday morning. I’m writing. Enjoying it. And my coffee is gone. It always takes a second to recall that (a) i made it, (b) it was there, (c) i didn’t put it anywhere else, and therefore (d) the little old lady is messing with me, and somewhere in the house, she’s giggling about it.