There I was, sitting minding my own business in the kitchen as it was filled with the smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. A fresh batch just pulled out of the oven and sitting on the counter resting nicely on a cooling rack. I’m not sure what happened next, did I get up and leave the kitchen? Maybe glance down at my phone? Move my eyes to the T.V. to watch a college football game? No matter what it was I did, the result was the same…2 freshly baked chocolate chip cookie were missing from the rack. I counted again just to make sure I hadn’t mis-counted the first time…1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9….10.
Hmmmm…I believe there were 12 the first time I counted, and I know this because I counted…took a half broken one off and ate it, then counted again…realizing I touched one by accident so I took that one too and ate it also. Wait…let me think…(my eyes looking towards the ceiling as I think) I counted ate one, counted ate another one…oh, ummmmmm….nevermind. Mystery solved…no wonder I needed a glass of milk when I was done counting.