I am ruthlessly searching, scuffling papers, sifting through drawers. I have already been on my hands and knees looking desperately under my bed, pulling out boxes and art pads, pencil cases filled with supplies! I search and I search, but to no avail.
I have lost my keys! Again!
I put them away safe! Not in my big bag on wheels, multi-pocketed backpack that I use for Cub Scouts, not in my desk drawer or hung on a hook! Oh no! Not me! That would make sense.
No, I placed them where not even I would ever find them again! I stand for a moment, perplexed and frustrated! This is why I need a keeper, this is why I need an assitant! I regret, most painfully so, that the episodes of brain fog and mother's brain work so well together! A tag team out to keep me cursing and shaking my fist in the air!!
"Oh, why oh why do I ever put things away?!?"
It's not just my all important Scout keys that contain the key to the church and our storage room and my filing cabinet! Oh no! Sometimes it's my shoes, just last week I took off my flip flops and I haven't seen them since! Or its that important paper I needed the doctor to fill out! A phone number I never entered into my phone!
I forget to make phone calls too.. but no, we are talking about putting things away safe, the biggest regret of my life!!!
Oh really? Try being on time for something? I can't always blame it on the children that we are running out the door and back in the house every five seconds, when I know I have to be somewhere in the next 10 minutes!
I also can't blame them when I put their birthday cash away somewhere and all I can remember is that it may have been beside a book or was that in a book? I know it had something to do with a book! !
What about that drunk bitch, the tooth fairy? Forgetting night after night, until your child hands you his tooth and you place it somewhere "safe" and three years later you find it wrapped up in a tissue in the bottom of your filing cabinet! That was some regret there! Especially since a 7 year old totally know the difference between a tooth and a piece of popcorn!!
I regret placing things in odd places. I don't just put them away safe, I put them down for a moment, move on to something else and suddenly remembering what I was supposed to be doing come back. And voila!
"I know I put that right here! I know I did!!"
I am pretty sure my boys move stuff on me just to watch me frantically search for things! Especially when I come back to the place I set it down 20 minutes later and there it is, right there, where I was sure I left it!
Someday I will learn! Don't put it away, don't take it out of the bag, keep everything in one place! However, I am sure I will forget where I put that thought and the regret will creep in again.
"Where did I put that again??"