Found: my ability to play cards. Found may not be quite accurate - I had to look up how to play Hearts on the internet. I'm working my way back into pinochle!
Saturday: Lost my fitbit. Got up and got ready to go to the gym, but remembered my fitbit battery was low, so I needed to recharge it. Cuz if I am going to the gym, I am going to get CREDIT for it! So I decided to grab my laptop from the nightstand and just surf a bit while the fitbit charged. All of a sudden I hear crash and the power strip fell off the nightstand, taking the fitbit and the fitbit charger with it.
So I go to pick it up, but the fitbit device has separated from the charger and I can't find it anywhere. I look under the bed. I check under the nightstand. I go get the flashlight and look again. I see dustbunnies from the neolithic period. So I get a dustrag - if I'm crawling around on my hands and knees looking at the baseboards, I might as well be productive while doing it. I was all CSI - looking and peering into every nook and cranny, but no sign of the fitbit. I even looked on top of (and cleaned) the ceiling fan blades. Nada. I thought maybe it had gotten caught up in my unmade (hush up) bed linen, so I strip the bed and change the sheets. Nothing. Then I decided I need to apply physics to this equation. If the charger served as a catapult, what was the maximum arc and range of the fitbit, given e=mc squared and X=the speed of the train leaving Cleveland.
That, of course, didn't work, but I did stop and think enough to remember that I hadn't heard it hit the ground, that the "tink" must have been muffled by something soft - it had to have landed on the rug. So I got down and looked under the bed (for the eleventybillionth time), but from a different angle and finally spotted it. Because my area rug is patterned, there was an optical illusion going on under the bed that hid the stupid thing in a "valley".
The bad news is that I'm too tired to go to the gym. The good news is that my room is spotless.
-from a post on FB Update: Took off the charged fitbit to wash dishes. Went to the gym. Forgot fitbit at home.
Late Saturday night: Found - a full trap. The house next to me is empty due to death and the remaining heirs can't/won't decide to sell it. In the mean time, a family of feral cats have taken up residence. So a neighbor and I have been setting traps to catch them, spay/neuter and release. I'd baited my trap on Saturday before going to a family birthday party. I arrived home about 11:30pm, got into my jammies, brushed my teeth and went to bed. Just before falling asleep (it was 12:15, I looked), I realized that I hadn't checked the trap and it was raining and near freezing temperature. Nothing, feral or not deserved to be left out in that weather. My plan was to move the cat, cage and all into the garage to stay out of the cold. I grabbed my flashlight and headed out in the cold sleet. I could see that I'd caught a cat - only a cat with a very long nose. Holy crap, it was a possum! Crammed into a small cat cage! Do you know how hard it is to convince a possum to get out of a cage? I opened the cage. Nothing. I shook the cage. Nothing. I picked up the cage. Nada. "Oh, look, it's Roxie in the backyard with a possum purse!" Do you know you can't shake them out? They have grippy little toes! Nope, you just have to wait them out.
Sunday: Lost - my car keys. Sunday morning was my first at my volunteer gig. I finished up my four hour shift at noon and was trying to decide how to spend the rest of my day. I hadn't had breakfast, so I was hungry. I hadn't been to the gym, so I was in need of exercise and I needed to go to the grocery store. Knowing myself like I do (especially these days), I knew that if I went home, I wouldn't likely get back out to the gym. I needed to go to the gym first. But I also knew that I was really hungry. So the plan was that I would go to the grocery store, buy my groceries and get one of my treat/health bars to eat. And I would go directly to the gym, it being cold enough that my groceries could just stay in the car. Great plan! So I go into the store and gather my groceries and as I'm getting my energy bar, I see they are having a fabulous sale on them - Two BOXES for 10.00! Again, knowing myself like I do, I know that it is not a good idea of me to have two boxes of these things within easy reach. That's a recipe for disaster and gastrointestinal distress. But I'm hit with this brilliant, BRILLIANT inspiration. I'll buy them and I'll stash them in my GYM LOCKER! How's that for turning one's weaknesses into a strength? I'll reward myself for going to the gym for the next ten trips! I'm practically giddy with excitement - a way to actually motivate myself to go to the gym at lunchtime again. I get out to my car, which I'd left unlocked because that's what I do, and I cannot find the keys with the ignition fob. Note, I didn't have my purse because I'd been at my volunteer gig that morning and just stuck my wallet and house key set and my car key set in my bag. I go back in the store and look around. Nothing. I go back to my car and go through each of the grocery bags. Nothing. I take everything out of my messenger bag. Nothing. I go through the grocery bags again, carefully taking everything out and then putting it back in the bag. As I finished each bag search, I set it in the back seat. When I'd searched and searched, I went back in the store for another search, even talking with the store manager and leaving my number in case anyone turned them in. Luckily for me, I do have a spare set of car keys at home. Now comes the task of scrolling through my phone and finding someone to come to the store and pick me up. I call the first close person. No answer. I call another friend and explain my sad tale of woe. She's on her way home and can come and get me in five minutes. So I sit and wait. Well, shit. Might as well have a treat/energy bar. As I turn around to get the bag out of the back seat, out of the corner of my eye - I spot my keys UNDER THE PASSENGER SEAT! I don't know how/why/when they got there, but I immediately called and cancelled the SOS.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. May all that is lost be found.