Didn't I tell you that those sun glasses would show up when they got ready? Uh-huh, I did. After writing the blog entry yesterday, I did one more sweep of the first floor, knowing I hadn't been upstairs in days. I looked briefly into each area of each room without success.
I sat down, thinking about what I'd done when I got home on Friday. It was a mental retracing of steps, even though I wasn't sure at that point exactly what I'd done other than change my clothes. So, back to the bedroom I went. I checked the floor around and under the bed. No, not there. I looked on the ironing board, which stands ready, near the door of the walk-in closet..... not there. I checked once more on the bathroom counter, and scanned the basket between the sinks where I keep my make-up and little gadgets every woman must have. No luck.
Aha.... I'd put a load of laundry into the machine before we'd left the house to pick up our new prescriptions from the pharmacy. I wonder.... Yes, there they were, patiently waiting for retrieval, on the top of the washer. I think I heard a soft giggle coming from the glasses when I picked them up!
Oh well, all is not lost....or at least, the sunglasses aren't any longer. I'm sure I'll be repeating this searching again sometime in the near future for some other 'lost' item. It seems to be becoming my 'modus operendi'.
