{"id":5855,"date":"2023-06-02T00:17:17","date_gmt":"2023-06-02T04:17:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/?page_id=5855"},"modified":"2023-11-30T09:31:52","modified_gmt":"2023-11-30T14:31:52","slug":"where-did-you-i-put-it","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/?page_id=5855","title":{"rendered":"“Where did you \/ I put it?”"},"content":{"rendered":"

Bacon Scrapins<\/em><\/strong> \u2013 \u201c<\/strong>Where did you<\/span> I put It?\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u00a9 by Barry S. Wolfe<\/span><\/p>\n

Bacon Scrapins<\/em><\/strong> are the little bits of meat left in the greasy fry pan. They\u2019re tasty, but the \u2018nutrition\u2019 needs searching for. This tale is a<\/em> bacon scrapin<\/em><\/strong>.<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019m almost<\/em> at the age where I write myself a note before I go anywhere in the house to get something.<\/p>\n

Inevitably, along the way, my mind wanders off to some important topic and by the time I get to the room, I\u2019m not sure what it was I was there to get. In fact, I\u2019m not sure if \u2018there\u2019 is where I should be.<\/p>\n

The trip downstairs to get \u201cit\u201d was long enough for distraction to occur. \u2018What did she ask me to get?\u2019 On a chance, I went into the den and checked among the papers on the computer table hoping clarity would occur. Nope.<\/p>\n

I pulled out the three side drawers, no break-through.<\/p>\n

I wandered into the workshop, hoping for inspiration, turned slowly on the spot and tried to think back to what I was doing upstairs when I decided I needed the \u2018thing\u2019. Nothing.<\/p>\n

I tried the storage shelves area, checked out some shoes I hadn\u2019t worn in a while, scanned some books on a \u2018Christmas stuff\u2019 shelf, and an inkling about \u2018books?\u2019 went through my mind. Hmm. Books? Nope. Nothing clicked.<\/p>\n

In the recreation room, after re-discovering six great books I hadn\u2019t read for years and wasn\u2019t looking for, I opened the top drawer of the games cabinet. There, in a neat pile that only my wife can create, was the bundle of sales brochures. The \u2018Eureka\u2019 flash of recognition occurred. There it was. That wasn\u2019t so hard!<\/p>\n

Upstairs, again, I passed the bundle to my wife and she asked, \u201cWhere did you put it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWrong question.\u201d I replied \u201cThe question is, Where did I find it? And the answer to your question is, in the games\u2019 cabinet drawer – exactly where you put it!\u201d<\/p>\n

With some satisfaction, I concluded that this search-to-find method works just fine, and I\u2019m nowhere near<\/em> the age when I have to write notes to myself.<\/p>\n

But then my mind wandered off again as my wife explained to me, with evidentiary examples, why it clearly was not her who had put the bundle there.<\/p>\n

Now I was looking for silence. Where would I find it?<\/p>\n

NOTE: Except for the first person singular, the characters\u2019 names in the Bacon Scrapins tales are fictional. <\/em><\/span>You may send appropriate email comments to the writer at thisiswilmot@gmail.com<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Bacon Scrapins \u2013 \u201cWhere did you I put It?\u201d \u00a9 by Barry S. Wolfe Bacon Scrapins are the little bits of meat left in the greasy fry pan. They\u2019re tasty, but the \u2018nutrition\u2019 needs searching for. This tale is a bacon scrapin. I\u2019m almost at the age where I write […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":4072,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-5855","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5855","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5855"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5855\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5905,"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5855\/revisions\/5905"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4072"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisiswilmot.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5855"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}