I think I am a pretty organized person.  I’ll admit that occasionally I put things in odd places, but sometimes I think I might be a little insane.  Take for instance the shopping list I made and then immediately lost.  Rich found it for me and then within ten minutes, it was lost forever.  How do things like that happen?  I had it in my hand one minute and the next, gone.  Where do things like that end up and why do they never materialize?  It’s a strange phenomenon to me but it happens more increasingly with women of a certain age group, let’s say.  As if we haven’t been through enough for the last 35-45 years, now we lose our minds?  There are words that just disappear the moment I’m going to say them.  Where do they go and how have I known these words all my life, only to forget them now?

And lastly, the case of the missing pompoms.  I made a video that came from a combination of things, one being a project from Michael’s.  They had sparkly pompoms on their project, (I know, I can’t believe I even said the words), so I thought I’d put them on mine as well.  I bought them, saw them go into the bag, never to be seen again.  Are they with the list from the same day?  Will either ever be seen again?  One last note about them–today I went to a different craft store to replace said pompoms and had no idea where to find them.  I asked a worker where I could find them and with a straight face, the employee said, “In the pompom aisle.”   “Are you kidding me,” I thought, there couldn’t be a whole aisle of them.  Of course there was, and it had a sign above it saying, (you’ll never guess), pompoms.  I guess I never realized the sales appeal of said pompoms. Then again, maybe the big demand for them is because of women like me, who lose the first bag,  only to have to replace it later. Or maybe it’s a pompom conspiracy, when you only think you bought them or saw them go into the bag.  And that list, it’s still in the void, never to be seen again.

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