My Mother Got Lost...

...between the bathroom and her bed. Last night she got up to use the bathroom, then couldn't find her way back to bed. It was dark and she figures she took a wrong turn somewhere. My mother told me this glorious tale of directionless confusion this afternoon while we listened to my son scream through his nap. As she tells it, it took her quite some time to eventually find her side of the bed. "I'll just back up until I make it back to the bathroom and then start over," she thought to herself, but I don't think she ever made it back there. She ended up by a wall at the other end of the bedroom. When she finally made it to her side of the bed, she looked over and noticed that my dad wasn't in the bed. She did a tour of the house and finally found him in a chair in the guest room. A spooky tale, to be sure.