Praying to the Saint of Lost Things….

Somewhere in this house…cause I know it has to be in this house…is a piece of very valuable software that I HAVE to find. I can not even fathom that I can’t find it. We wouldn’t have taken it anywhere. There’s no one we would have loaned it to. It should be in this room. And I can’t find it.

Tomorrow I’ll go dig through the whole attic and see if by some freak of nature it’s up there in a box or something. I can’t even begin to tell you how disturbing it is that I can’t find this. As of right now…Daddy’s not upset with me because we don’t know where it is…but it’s coming. I can feel it. I hate not being able to find things. I’ve always hated it. It’s my job to know where everything is. It just has to be here.

I”m remiss again on getting alot of what I wanted to post about up. I’m going to try and spend some time tomorrow getting caught up with some things since we are staying home. Tat is coming down on Sunday to spend mothers day with us. I appreciate everyone’s effort in making comments and promise I’ll reply to them as soon as I can.  Don’t give up on me yet.

I’m off to stew about not knowing where the software is. I’ll just take another crack at it tomorrow. Hopefully my prayers will be answerd.