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Previously Ignored Laws of Physics

There must be invisible magnetic fields we create by our focus. Otherwise, the following can not be explained:

After sweeping the crud into a pile on the kitchen floor, I turn to pick up the dustpan. When I return my eyes to the pile, it is smeared across a couple of children, their clothes, feet, and blankets.

My cat and anything I am reading. She sits right on it.

Grape juice and white clothing. Especially 1) favorite clothing or 2) dry clean only.

Children and coxsackievirus infection.

A freshly cleaned room and children/toys

Bisselled (real word. I made it up myself) carpet and a cat's throw up hairball

Grilled meat and the cat. I am really ticked at the cat. Is it obvious?

Any sock left on the floor and the dog. Why is the dog in the house?

The dog and the man. 'Nuff said.

When you turn one magnet around, the opposite affect occurs. They repel one another. Once again, another law of physics ignored:


My second oldest child and her homework.

My oldest son and clean socks

My oldest son and clean underwear

Me and my bed, spandex, and exercise.

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What gravitational force have you noticed and with what?

Comments

  1. Clean hair on a 3 year old and a sucker...

    Always manages to get stuck in her hair.

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  2. Oh yeah,

    My children's clothes and the floor = attraction

    My children's clothes and the hamper = repulsion

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  3. The Pull: The dog's mouth/size 4 Superman underpants(skidmarked)

    The Repel: The station wagon/gasoline

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  4. Attraction: The Boy and food in the refrigerator.

    Repelled: Myself and motivation to do housework.

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  5. I'm not clever enough today to add to the list, but I'm loving yours and everyone else's!

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  6. So funny!

    My oldest and her ability to get food in her hair

    My youngest and her ability to trip over anything and nothing at all

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  7. Combine Laws of Physics and Murphy's Law, and it makes total sense.

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  8. How about the unmentioned law of gravity that affects previously perky pre baby curves and results in them hanging somewhere down by ones bellybutton....

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  9. Repel-Clean laundry-closets / dressers. They cannot be forced together (unless you slip them in when it is dark and very high humidity).

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  10. Now this is physics I understand!

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  11. Experienced just about all of the above Lxx

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