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March 5, 2013 - Liz Skoczylas
If you enjoy treasure hunts, I recommend moving in with a significant other for the first time.
Knowing that Nick's favorite movies include National Treasure and National Treasure 2 should've tipped me off. But, I figured he liked the historical aspects of the film. Or, even enjoyed Nicholas Cage's acting as much as I do.
I have determined he likes these movies because of the treasure hunts. However, unlike the movies, Nick doesn't leave clues as to where things are hidden. And, he's really looking forward for a National Treasure 3 to be released, while I'm wondering what will be unearthed next in our home.
The first treasure hunt took place shortly after we moved in together, as our Internet was being installed. My laptop was not yet unpacked, but his was. However, as I was on the phone with our Internet provider, I could not find Nick's laptop anywhere. I apologized to the woman on the phone as I searched for it, but could not find it in the living room, dining room, bedroom, kitchen, anywhere. I opened storage bins. I could not find it.
Finally, I sent Nick a text. The laptop was in the bottom drawer of the dresser in the spare bedroom. Because, I mean, where else would it logically be?
The next instance came as I was making dinner about a week later. I had boiled pasta, and went to grab the colander from it's normal cabinet, next to the pots and pans. Only, it wasn't there.
I searched all of the other kitchen cabinets. I searched the pantry. I checked our shelves in the basement, wondering if Nick had put it away there for some reason. I checked every logical place I could find. I sent him a text asking where he had put it, as my poor noodles became way, way, wayyyyyy overcooked. He sent a text back saying, "In the kitchen." Not helpful.
Finally, as I stood staring around my kitchen, wondering where my giant colander could be, I thought, "No. It couldn't be." Sure enough, Nick had managed to squeeze the colander into a drawer in our kitchen, next to cupcake tins. I never would have thought it would fit in a drawer. We ate gross, mushy macaroni that night.
Yesterday, I went on yet another treasure hunt, this time as I went to hang up the new curtain rods in our newly-painted spare bedroom. I wanted the power drill to hang up the curtains, but it wasn't next to the tool box. I finally found it under the bed in the spare bedroom. However, the drill bit was nowhere to be found.
After some more searching, I once again contacted Nick to find where the drill bit could possibly be, since it wasn't in the case with the power drill (where I would have logically thought it would be) and it wasn't in the toolbox (the second most logical place for it, I would think). Lo and behold, the drill bit I needed was in the top shelf of the dresser in the spare bedroom. Sure, why not?
I'm sure there are things I do that are making Nick crazy. But, I will say, I must put items in logical locations, because he has not once yet called or sent a text, asking me where something is.
Eventually, we will probably know where things belong ... Or, at least, where the other person believes the item belongs. In the meantime, I think I'm going to have to convince Nick to draw me a map.
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