Why is it when you put something somewhere safe, you almost invariably lose it?
I’m excited about a concert on Monday that I bought the ticket back in December. Can I find the ticket? Why, of course not. I did, however, find my drivers license renewal form that I thought I never received. Good job me.
The thing is, there are few safe spots in my house. I have a drawer for tax stuff. I leave some things in a pile on a table that gets sorted through and disposed off as things age out of usefulness. In the past, I have tacked tickets on the cork board in the kitchen. Sometimes I stuff things between books on my shelf within reach of the recliner I spend my evenings in.
I’ve checked all these usual places to no avail. So, I guess I will be cleaning and sorting this weekend. My favorite!