Sunday, August 17, 2008

Where The Heck Is It?

Did you ever just get disgusted with everything? Have you ever had one of those days that everything you tried to get accomplished just ended up in failure? Have you ever tried to find something around the home or office that you know is somewhere, because you put it there for safekeeping, and then can't find it? Well, that is what happened to me in the past couple of days.

I had gone to the doctor a few months back and had received new prescriptions. I had intended to get them refilled but I hadn't yet got around to it. I am getting closer to my follow up appointment and the doctor had strongly suggested that I started taking my new medications as soon as possible. Now, where did I put that little piece of paper?

Did I put it with all of my other medical paperwork?

Did I put it in the desk?

Did I put it in the bookcase?

Did I leave it in the car lying on the back seat?

Did I leave it in my purse?

Did I accidentally put it in the shred pile?

Did I leave it on the kitchen table with all of the other junk?

Did I throw it away?

Mon Dieu!! Where in this house did I put that stupid piece of paper?

I tried every trick I could think of to try and remember that day. I walked out of each room and walked back in. I walked outside and came back in the house retracing my steps from that day.





Just then my phone rang. It was my mom asking me what I was doing. My reply was that I was looking for that blasted prescription and I had torn the house apart looking for it. My mom just started laughing, kept on laughing and I even think she might have snorted once or twice. She laughed so hard that she was out of breath and gasping for air.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked.

"You!" she said. "You're always giving me a hard time about being a little forgetful. It stinks getting old doesn't it? I can't remember any of you kids' names half the time, I can't remember where I park the car some days, but I do know where you put that prescription."

"Well, where the heck is it?"

"We met for lunch that day, don't you remember? You asked me to hold on to it for safekeeping."


Meg said...

That's one cool mom you've got.

Can I leave my stash of chocolates with her so my kids don't get into them?

Anonymous said...

Can't guarantee the safety of the chocolates--it's mom's only weakness.



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