What did YOU do with it????

I HATE when I can't find something. I know I'm always misplacing things. Guess I always have too much going on in my head...multi-tasking too much...and I get sidetracked easily. And, you know how it is, you put something somewhere not really thinking about it and then later you spend hours and days trying to find the damn thing....."What the hell did I do with it??!!!"

Alot of the time though I get lazy and set things down on a table with the intention of doing something with it later....or maybe I just want it where I can easily find it shortly cause I'll soon need it. That's when alot of things go missing. Hubby hates having stuff laying around on the table or kitchen counter.....so HE puts it somewhere....somewhere where HE thinks it should go. Then, of course, later when I go to get it, it's not there. Or worse, because it's not there, I totally forget about it....i.e. like a list, then off to the store I go and don't have it. Why?, cause it wasn't on the damn table near my purse and I forgot it.

So I get very aggravated with hubby for constantly moving my 'shit'. When I put something in a certain place, I expect it to be there when I want it. Simple as that!

So the other day I had a $200 check I needed to deposit. I put it in my checkbook so I'd have it when I got to the bank. We needed to write a check for the asphalt guy last Friday and I had it all written out except for the "To" part. When the job was completed, hubby took the whole checkbook outside to finish writing it. When I came into the kitchen, I saw the check sitting on the kitchen counter. I then went on the computer and he came and wanted me to fill in the rest so the handwriting would be the same (at their request). Later we went to the Irish Fest.

By Tuesday I decided to go to the bank. I take out my checkbook to fill out the deposit slip and NO CHECK inside. WHERE THE HELL IS THE CHECK??? I remembered seeing it on the kitchen counter Friday. I asked hubby if he had put the check back into the checkbook where I had it. He said he didn't remember.

We looked everywhere....all over the kitchen counter, where we keep the bills, under the breadbox, drawers, all my purses I had been using. Turned everything upside down. Couldn't find it. I figured it had probably been pitched out with some junk mail on the counter. I was FURIOUS with him for taking it out of my checkbook in the first place.

I yelled and cursed and basically told him he's an idiot....

I told him in no uncertain terms that I am tired of him moving my stuff. If I put something in a particular place, it's cause that's where I want it to BE!! STOP MOVING MY SHIT!!!

Did we eventually find the check?

Yep.....I found it laying on the floor underneath my chair in the family room. Apparently, when I was paying bills Sunday night, I had taken it out of the checkbook and it fell on the floor. Apparently, the check WAS put back into the checkbook afterall.

Now I had two options. 1. I could NOT tell hubby I found it where I apparently had dropped it Sunday night and then later slip it farther under the breadbox and pretend I find it later. OR 2. Fess up and admit that I was the one who misplaced it.

I fessed up. I showed him the check and explained where it was and how it got there. I laughed about it....hee-hee. All he said was "Oh yeah, it's funny now." And that's about all he said to me the rest of the night....

Ok....so maybe he wasn't responsible for the missing check this time....but trust me, there are LOTS of times when he is responsible for stuff I can't find and I don't say anything. So guess it kinda evens out....

(Next time I can't find something, I'm keeping my BIG MOUTH SHUT!!)