As evidence I’m a little too busy around here lately, here’s a list of things I’ve lost this week. 

my address book

my drivers license

four of our five binkis (including one bought two Sundays ago)

one set of keys

receipt needed to submit for reimbursement

the book I was reading

the magazine I was reading

the diaper I got out this morning and never saw again

a package of dried berries

the list of things to do

You might be worried about me (you probably should be), but the person in need of the most sympathy is actually my husband- by default, he becomes the seeker of all things lost. 

Now- has anyone seen my mind?