Yesterday was a day for finding the lost. It all started with a lost file filled with ideas for when I do my writing stories workshop. I had checked all the logical places - my one drawer file, the boxes of files stacked beside the bookshelves and behind my recliner. I was in my closet yesterday morning when I reached for a file box stored under my jeans. I pulled it out so I could use some of the empty file folders stashed in it. To my complete surprise there was my family history file! I think it's time to make space for a filing cabinet in my bedroom so I can eliminate all the sundry places a file can hide.
Last night after returning home from the evening workshop, I started looking for the list of names from the workshop I gave on February 12. I always offer the chance to get on an email list for monthly nudges and ideas to keep writing. So I thought I could enter names from both workshops and bring my group email up-to-date. Trouble was, I had no idea where that piece of paper was. I rifled through the pages from my presentation, not there! And then I picked up a blank book I've been using. My new strategy is to us those books instead of putting them in a box for sometime special. I casually flipped it open and there were the three people who wanted to be added to my monthly inspiration post.
The third item appeared when I wasn't even looking for it (although I have spent plenty of time the past few days searching for this lost sock). I picked up the laundry basket and there between the tub and the laundry basket was my missing sock. And I had been positive that both socks were in the laundry, so I had been looking inside pants, blouses, shirts, thinking it had found a hiding place.
All in all, it was a very satisfying day!
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