The Missing Boot

A huge week it was. I lost my glasses last Tuesday, a distressing thing.

I was doing a whipper snipping job. I put on my safety glasses and put my seeing glasses in my left chest pocket. It crossed my mind if that was the best thing, perhaps I should put them in the bucket with the tools where the safety glasses live, but I thought no they'll be safe in the pocket and can't get scratched.

Two hours later i took off the safety glasses and reached into my pocket only to find my seeing glasses were absent.... lost somewhere along the way. I quickly looked for them but no luck and left thinking well that was an expensive morning.

I rang the optometrist and ordered a new pair with inexpensive frames and moved on mentally.

It was a hell of a week. Culminating yesterday, when I was picking beech by climbing a tree at the farm, thankful for cool conditions. Out of no where a rain squall came while I was still up the tree and soaked me. I came down and went up again later and the rain came again. I was wet through, and cold with it. we persevered and bunched all the beech but i was cold and suffering. I went shopping later and was wet for hours till I got home and hit the hot bath.

That same morning, when I went out to put on my boots, one of them was missing. Where did it go? I don't know. A dog or fox must have taken it. Sadly, these were the best boots I had ever owned and I had had them for a couple of years. They were made by Oliver's of Ballarat and I was quite attached to them.

Today i had a day of rest. the ground dried out and I did some weed spraying here and there around my haunts. Then I went to the place where i lost my glasses and spent a half hour looking for them. Much to my great joy I found them after walking up and down in a grid search.

The boot remains missing.