Lost is Found

I often set things down and don't remember where I put them.  I have many pairs of reading glasses because the eye dr. said not to bother with anything but the cheapie ones for my "aging" eyes.  (Not sure if I was happy with that statement or not~!)  Ken often has to help me search for my glasses, keys, coffee cup, purse, book---oh, the list is endless.  Often he helps me search for items he has no real idea of what they are except for my description.  "You know honey--the bobbin case for the 15-91 with the finger at 11 o'clock instead of the one at 1 o'clock".  Hehe, the one that evokes the most response is "Honey--I can't find my needle and I was sewing the binding on while I was in the recliner".  THAT one has him jumping up wildly and whirling around because HE usually sits in that recliner!   But for the last few days I have had my undies in a bunch because I could not find my box of sewing machine needles.  Now, the box is small (maybe 1.5"x1.75") but it had most of 100 needles in it!   But tonight as I was racking my brain, it dawned on me, I had PUT THEM IN MY FEATHERWEIGHT CASE!!!  

Such a small item to cause such a big fuss in my OCD lifestyle!   I had a nasty time last night sewing, I am going to bed early and read.  (I spent a lot of time doing the RIP IT stitch!)  I don't even trust myself trimming my blocks.  I do have the roast in the crock pot and Ken will put in on when he gets off work.  So goodnight everyone, my world is settled again!