I’m so frustrated with myself. No clue when was the last time I’ve seen this thing (wallet of crochet hooks). Yesterday I searched every project bag, every bag of my yarn stash, every drawer, nook and cranny where I might have put it absent-mindedly. I just went through them all again today. I have memories of seeing it on the breakfast table, on my desk (where the cat tried to annihilate the decorative tassle on its zipper), and in a project bag. I’ve moved it somewhere. I want to start a new project but need a hook of unusual size that is in the wallet. I haven’t been motivated to crochet in a while, and I caught a spark over the weekend by finishing up another project. Blegh. Fuck.
Thank you for reading my rant while I wallow in self-loathing.
P.S. This thing is neon fucking pink and bigger than a paperback book. I must have a forgotten project bag smushed into a closet or left out in the camper. I thought I accounted for all my half-started projects though.
The fastest way to find a lost item is to buy a replacement. As soon as you get the replacement home, the old one will reveal itself.
Recently confirmed this technique also works for items borrowed by others but not returned.
We’ll see. The number one thing on my kids Christmas List is Super Mario Galaxy because we had 3D All Stars and it was his favorite game but it’s been lost for a long time. Wherever it is, I suspect the cases for my Odyssey and BotW carts are with it…those cases went missing (but not the carts) around the same time.
So of course we had to buy another copy of 3D All Stars, now at an elevated price.
I’m sure I lost it, too. Probably during a home improvement project. I’m certain it’s somewhere in the house in some bucket I stored whatever tools I was using that particular day. Like, I can practically see the cases in my mind. But I can’t find that damn bucket anywhere.
Oooh I hate this. Spend hours looking for something, knowing you have it, but then having to buy another only to find the thing a week later.
That’s right up there with cleaning up or organizing, finding a thing you didn’t need at the time that you knew was useful, and then needing it 6 months later and not remembering exactly where it was you last saw it - but you know you’d seen it.