Thursday, June 10, 2010

a story about bag clips

they brought me a present.
it was a basket; wider than my pillow, deeper than the kitchen sink, filled with oodles of magical things. there were sharpie markers and colorful tupperware and food and snacks and kiwi-flavoured toothpaste and laundry detergent and cds and headbands and even those little bag clips you can get at ikea if you're lucky enough to live near one.
[i'm not.]
i was most excited about the bag clips. i put them in the kitchen in the drawer beside the stove.

so yesterday when i got home from work, i opened up a bag of frozen peas for supper, emptied half of it into the pot, and reached into the drawer for my new, cheerfully-colored bag clips.
gone.
gone?
wot?
i looked everywhere for them but they were not anyplace.

then it hit me like a sumo wrestler with steel fat.

a quick glance in the medicine cabinet where the toothpaste wasn't, a sweep of the cd cupboard where i saw that my new andrew bird cd was gone without a trace, a peek in the laundry room where there were no longer two boxes of laundry detergent.

finally, i flung the bead curtain door of the pantry out of my way and my suspicions were confirmed.
the snacks and food were gone too.

dreams are nice. dreams are great.
but those realistic ones'll get you every time.

i'm so dissapointed right now.

5 comments:

Cara said...

What do they look like, exactly? I could always SEND you some Ikea bag clips. <3

Chess said...

Awww, that broke my heart! I so wanted you to have those clips! I hate dreams like that, haha.

Awmber said...

Aww that sucks! I hate those kinds of dreams, but it's great fun when they feel real and you get to experience the happiness of them for a little while. Once I had a dream that I was hanging out with my (now gone) grandparents and they were showing me how to use my old cameras and I was knitting with my grandma. Then when I woke up my heart felt full. It was a great feeling.

Ps. Thanks for your compliments on my little corner of the internet!

AmberDenae said...

Oh dear, that's the WORST feeling. Once I dreamt a similar dream. So realistic that I awoke and felt as though I should have something and alas, it wasn't there. Very annoying. IKEA is the dealyo. Love it. love love love it. There is one 2 miles from my parents in Charlotte. When I visit, I spend an entire day there and my wallet suffers severely.

JTay said...

I was wondering where such a thing as kiwi toothpaste could have come from. Your imagination I guess. Ah well, now you just have to go on an IKEA roadtrip, eh? (So do I!)