A recent exchange between Paul and me.
We were home in the afternoon cuddled up for an afternoon nap and Paul tried to have a very simple conversation with me. He wasn't very successful. It went something like this.
Paul: Hey Em, where is the remote?
Me: uhhh, near my phone...I think.
Paul: Where is your phone?
Me: uhhh, in my purse.
Paul: Where is your purse?
Me (in a thoroughly exasperated tone): What are you looking for?
Yeah, please don't interrupt my precious sleep. It's not likely that it will get you anywhere. By the way, I have no recollection of this conversation. Thanks to Paul for amusing me with this tale over dinner.
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