Yesterday, we had a Valentine’s Day Raffle at work, just like the one last year.
I won a box of chocolates.
I am anal enough to know that the box wasn’t in the exact position it was in yesterday when I left work. I am also fully aware that I ate or took bites of 7 chocolates yesterday and ate 1 chocolate this morning. There are 9 missing. I’m no math major but I’m pretty sure 7+1 ≠ 9.
And don’t think I didn’t immediately notice it was the best one, the caramel pecan cluster I was saving for hubs (because I ate the other one).
Whoever you are, thief of pecan caramel clusters, I’m ready for you.