Two and a half hours.
One piece of paper.
Looked through every box/tote/bag I thought it might be.
Packed some stuff, threw away more stuff.
Tore my house apart.
Found clothes I forgot I had. Found socks whose mates were thrown away long ago.
Found said paper on top of our headboard over our bed. Right on top. In plain sight.
I will be soooo glad when we finally get moved and have ROOM to store all this stuff that is lurking in corners with no home!!
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I hate when that happens! (And I dont even have an excuse like waiting to move!)
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