the highlighter

There’s a new coveted item in our place. One that’s actually surpassed the remote control in importance. It is, believe it or not, the humble yellow highlighter. We spend most of our evenings now studying, instead of TV-watching. Husband is studying for his training, and I’m studying for my Master’s degree. Our subject matter couldn’t be more different. He’s reading about the mechanics of an airplane, and I’m reading about international law. Regardless, we both have a nose in a book, and inevitably we’re both trying to find the yellow highlighter. There should be plenty of highlighters for both of us. I know that we have dozens of them…somewhere. Yet, when we need one, they all seem to disappear, leaving a single highlighter that is wanted to highlight both airplane geek speak and international law mumbo jumbo at the same time. There was an easy fix for our problem, though. I went to the store and bought 2 more packs of highlighters. I figure that should last us at least a week. But, it still doesn’t answer the mystery of our disappearing highlighters. I’m not entirely sure, but I have a suspicion that they’re having a party somewhere with our missing lone socks and my misplaced watch.