Spent the morning searching my house for my Kindle (which I barely use anymore, but need it for a couple of books I can't go out and buy right now). I distinctly recalled that I used to have it in the fruit bowl on the counter, but at some point a couple months ago, I moved it because...sense, that made none. But I couldn't for the life of me remember where I moved it TO.
And then a few minutes ago, I was staring dejectedly around my house, and my eyes landed on a sheet of gold star stickers I give my kids for potty training/chores, and I REMEMBERED-
I found my Kindle, and the rest of the pack of star stickers, in the bottom drawer in the kitchen, underneath hand towels and oven mitts.
Why do I do these things to myself?!