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?