Have you ever walked into another room carrying your dish towel, and just by chance set it down and walk back to where you started from. Then search everywhere for that stinkin' dish towel! It might not have been a dish towel in your house. It could have been a pen, a piece of paper, remote, or your phone.
It drives me nuts when I do things like that. So, when my dish towel went missing I didn't think much about it. It had to be around here somewhere. I grabbed another one and went on about my business.
That was months ago.
Fast forward to our latest snow storm.
Abby loved being out in the snow, and I HAD to get some photos. Had to.
But what is that by her foot?
Our snow has been gone for quite some time, but I am starting to find small pieces of my dish towel laying around.
Come to find out, the few months was more like a year. When I carried my dish towel away one day, I carried outside got in the Gator and accidentally left it there. It must have blown out, and Abby claimed it as her own.
Guess I need to pay more attention to what I am doing around here.