#SongoftheDay Don't Worry Be Happy (Bobby McFerrin)

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When I was a kid, I bought a bag of worry dolls at the Canadian National Exhibition. The theory is you put these tiny dolls under your pillow at night, and they take away your worries.  Throughout my childhood and teenage years, I slept with them under my pillow every night.

A couple weeks ago, I was cleaning out the broom closet at my apartment. On the shelf in there, I found a little wooden box I didn't recognize.  The box contained worry dolls, but not the ones from my childhood. Different worry dolls, along with a little instruction sheet specifying that they were Guatemalan worry dolls. 

I don't remember ever seeing this little wooden box before, but one of my sisters has spent a lot of time in Guatemala, so I'm assuming she gave it to me?  I don't know.  I have no memory of this.

My partner's got a lot of stress, so when I was assembling a gift bag of odds and ends to give him for his birthday, I put the worry dolls in there.  He'd never heard of such things, but he put the little wooden box in his bedside table. 

Just now, I was climbing onto the bed to work on the book I'm currently writing. As I rearranged the pillows, I discovered the little wooden box beneath them.  I laughed and said to my partner, "Haha, you put the worry dolls under my pillow."

He looked at me in confusion and asked what I was talking about.

"The worry dolls," I said.  "You put them under my pillow."

"No I didn't," he told me.  "I put them in the bedside table."

I remember him doing it.  I remember seeing them there.

"I have no idea how they got under your pillow," he said.

And I believe him.

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