I couldn't find it.
Three times I went into the basement where I knew I had put it after Christmas. I went upstairs and looked in the Christmas decorations "just in case".
I took a flashlight and did the CSI thing. I double checked the cupboard.
I just couldn't find it.
Throughout the search, my husband kept asking helpful questions like
- Are you sure it's not upstairs? Yes! I know it is somewhere in the basement.
- Would you have gotten rid of it? Never! It's Dad's pan. And I use it for lots of things!
- Why didn't you leave it in the cupboard? It's. Too. Big. And takes up way too much room.
- Have you checked the basement again? Yes.
All of this was because he was cooking. Roast, potatoes, carrots in the oven. And he wanted the BIG pan.
I used it at Christmas when the kids were home. When everyone left, I took it to downstairs.
WHERE DID I PUT IT?
He walked down the stairs, into the main room, walked over to the shelves, and said, "Here it is."
I swear I looked there. 3 times.
As he walked back up, me trailing behind, he says, "This ought to take off a couple of times. Maybe three or four."
Because you know, I am the Mom/Wife and I am the finder of things.
Except for the big pan.
This was me with my phone today! I searched everywhere, and was convinced I must have left it home. Then I sat down and realized it has been in my pocket all along.
ReplyDeleteThis is me! On a constant and ongoing basis. One of my friends just gave me a birthday card, "Welcome to the Wonder Years." Inside it said, "I wonder where I put my phone, I wonder where I put my glasses, I wonder where I put my keys, etc., etc., etc." It was perfect!
ReplyDeleteHa! So true ... I have been 110% positive something was somewhere specific. And it wasn't there. Crazy how that happens!
ReplyDeleteI'm just glad it was found! When a husband is making roast, potatoes, and carrots, I'd be looking for the pan for him too.
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