Yesterday, not last week, not last month, not last year, Y-E-S-T-E-R-D-A-Y, I needed to get out an important document from the file cabinets. I found it with ease, put it on my office counter, went and did today, got ready to make the phone call this afternoon related to the document and lord, do you think I could find the damn document???
It’s not big, it’s the size of a credit card, so not bigger than a bread box. I looked in the paper wastebasket I have under my desk, emptied it completely, dumped it upside down even, and looked through every torn envelope from Donald Trump and pre-approved credit card solicitations.Nope.
I looked under my laptop. Nope.
I looked in my bill binder. Nope.
I looked in my Receipts to be Filed binder. Nope.
I looked in my wallet. Nope.
How does this happen? Dawg didn’t eat it. I obviously put it down somewhere other than where I thought and now, poof, gone. It’s driving me nuts. Of course, I won’t be able to get one other thing done today until I search through everything ten more times.
Sucks getting old.
UPDATE at 7:18pm
Found, and you’ll never guess where. In the kitchen garbage can!!!!! Luckily, the trash bag was almost empty since trash day was yesterday but it was a tad yucky sifting through broccoli bits and something too sticky to think about as my hand went through coffee grinds and outdated cottage cheese.
But there it was, under the empty box of angel hair pasta. In all its glory. Voila. Yay.
Who knows how it got there. I must have picked it up off the counter by mistake and it got in the trash that way. But relief. Honestly, I can tell you I would NOT have slept well had I not found it. Phew.