Every since we moved here I've been looking for my black board shorts. I looked through every suitcase twice, everywhere I thought they'd be. That left only one place: a gray duffle bag that I stuffed sweatshirts and heavy, winter clothes into because I knew we wouldn't need those for a while. We looked high and low for the duffle for two weeks.
Finally today, I had to go into the bowels of the garage, over a weight bench, under gift wrap boxes, inside a file cabinet to find Rick's medical papers for his CDL and there inside a bookcase (where one would always look for board shorts) was the elusive duffle! Hooray!! Now I have more than one swim suit. The swim suit has lain unused since our trip to Mexico last November and so when I stuffed sweatshirts and such in the duffle it sneaked itself in there. Since it's black I just didn't see it, little devil.
I hate losing anything. So if you know me well you know I was most agitated the whole time because I didn't know where they were. Yesterday we had to find Rick's Social Security Card and I knew right where it was in this mess. I pride myself on being organized...I'm vindicated! Yes! (I'm also a little OCD. ;o)
I want you to know that these are the exact brand of board short but the legs, sadly, are not mine.
2 comments:
I HATE not being able to find things too! It makes me so grumpy, which is one of the many reasons I hate moving.
Oh Grandma Jo, you crack me up! So we had our first bout of the stomach flu last night with Mckenna. It was so sad!!!! Thankfully and after a blessing she woke up fine at 730 and has been pukeless since she got up. I guess we'll see how the nap goes.
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