The Search is Over

I woke up one morning, bound and determined to find it. It had to be somewhere. I had looked in almost every store I knew, without success. "How can Belgium survive without these", I wondered. But, in my dismay, it could not be found. It was on my mind constantly--how to get one. It was all I wanted for Christmas this year!

Then, just as the obsession of finding it passed and my mind was no longer pre-occupied by it's absence, I found it. Sitting there on the shelf, that was definitely not its own, among the Christmas lights and tinsel (of all things), like a little angel herself had plucked it from oblivion and dropped it right in front of my eyes. I think I screeched with excitement as I snatched it up and ran to the check-out line. My Christmas shopping was over.

Finally, I can unclog the shower drain!!!!!

(And it worked wonders!)