The monkey in the bathroom

This monkey puppet washcloth was a gift from Jim, but I can’t place it on a timeline. Housewarming gift when I moved from Dayton to Cincinnati in 2009? That feels about right.

I never use it but it has traveled with me from place to place ever since.

I don’t always turn the corner and see it, but when the light is streaming just so and we lock eyes, I think of Jim and that makes me happy.