Reading a blurb from Uncle John's Bathroom Reader (my other Bible) I see where it is estimated that people spend on average one year of life looking for things. I doubt that. I wouldn't still be sporadically hunting for treasure if I dedicated that much time to the search. Think about how much time has passed just this year! It's already coming near the first day of the fifth month of 2008. Imagine spending just these nearly four months searching for misplaced objects, no vacations, no going to work or play or school...just looking for things that I once had.
If I had put even 25% of that time, say one month, 30 days just looking for things, I'd have already located the library book I just checked out. Mike had it last and has no recollection of where he might have put it down, so maybe that's a technicality. I can lay that lost item at his feet and send him off to find it. At any rate, it cost me $20 at the library to replace it.
Add another month to that and I'd know where my little ornament was last hung. It's three girls dancing. I got one for me, Middle Sis and Baby Sis to celebrate our good fortune to be sisters. I'm kind of into "sister" things like that. I've seen both of theirs at their homes, but don't know what I did with mine. It'll turn up. I might also have found my one missing earring that's a light blue and silver. I've had the pair for years and they didn't match a thing. Now that one's gone into hiding, I have about three blouses that they would match perfectly with. Of course!
Spending an entire year would be a bonanza! I know I'd be able to find my book of poems that I've written (I know it's around somewhere), James' missing baby shoe (his precious wife has the other baby shoe on display in their home), and maybe, just maybe, the ring my mother gave me when I was a teenager with the initial "E" (for Elizabeth) on it. She told me to be careful!!!
Think I'll start this weekend ~ tempus fugits, ya know!
