The Missing Piece
In an effort to keep my brain lively, I've been doing jigsaw puzzles. I scored a big pile for 10 cents each at a yard sale this summer, and I was perfectly aware that I was jigging at my own risk, given the method of acquisition. But I figured, 10 cents, why not?
So wouldn't you know, this damn puzzle that I've been working on since NOVEMBER turns out to have 999 pieces. Yeah. There you go.
I guess I need to scoop it into the box and throw it away...I might hold out for discovering that piece somewhere cat-scattered, but so many of the puzzle pieces were in crappy shape with the photo peeling up off the piece, I suppose I'm doing everyone a favor by throwing this thing out.
So wouldn't you know, this damn puzzle that I've been working on since NOVEMBER turns out to have 999 pieces. Yeah. There you go.
I guess I need to scoop it into the box and throw it away...I might hold out for discovering that piece somewhere cat-scattered, but so many of the puzzle pieces were in crappy shape with the photo peeling up off the piece, I suppose I'm doing everyone a favor by throwing this thing out.
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