Something more to test your brain!

[Diane Amberg]

 Waldo, that is a guy thing. Al is the same way. But now we have triplicates of most everything. One in the basement, one in the garage and one in the shed out back, so he doesn't have to go very far to get something....if he can find it!

[kdfrawg]

When we were forced to economize and downsize our lives, I laid out every hand tool I owned on the floor of the two-car garage. Then I took the duplicates and made very odd emergency kits out of them and gave them away. Our life is small enough now that I know where all the pieces are. I like it that way.

[Jo McDonald]

I have a friend that used to laughingly say that her husband "Planted tools".  He would just lay them down where ever he last worked with them, and she surmised he thought they might grow new ones.   
I laugh every time I remember that - especially when we are looking for something that we put away, IN EXACTLY THE PLACE WHERE IT SHOULD BE  and we just knew that we would remember where that place was.  Not to be !!!

[W. Gray]

And I was thinking it just might have been only me.

[kdfrawg]

Oh, no, it's not just you, Waldo. Or you guys, either, Jo. Nor are tools the worst of it. I have discovered that one of my most dangerous thoughts is that I need to put some important thing in a really safe place. I have learned from experience that, unless I have just one specific very safe place, I am unlikely to ever see that important thing again until I move.

[MarineMom]

unless I have just one specific very safe place, I am unlikely to ever see that important thing again until I move.

Yep when I moved I found no end of Important things I had put away safely some of them I could not remember why they were important so after I got moved and unpacked I put them in new "safe" place until I can remember why I need them
must be universal

[Diane Amberg]

 My girl friend in Chicago did that with her good pearls. They were leaving on a trip and she didn't have time to go to the bank, so she but them in a "safe place." Which of course she forgot. 10 years later they moved and found them in a rarely used flower vase up on top of her china cupboard.

[W. Gray]

Right at the end of a winter about 20 some years ago, I reported my VISA as lost. I looked all over for it and could not find it.

Several months later as I put on my winter coat again, I found the card in the pocket. I never had a habit of putting it in my coat pocket after use and do not know why I did then.

[kdfrawg]

A similar experience taught me not to complain about the post office, Waldo.

I received a telephone call one day in Moss Beach, informing me that I had not paid a bill. I looked at my checkbook, and I surely had. The creditor agreed to wait a couple of days. They then called back to say that they had not yet received my check. I wrote a new check and mailed it, all the while cursing the ^%^&$*&^$%^ Postal Service. I believe that was in 1982.

In 1994, I was cleaning out my big Blazer, having finally traded it in after 18 years. At the very bottom of the voluminous center console was the check that the creditor had not received. The stamp on the envelope was, by then, about half of what it would have taken to mail it the day I rediscovered it.

 

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