I confess, we're both packrats. We save bits and baubles, scribble "important" notes on scraps of paper, stuff things we can't bear to part with in boxes, drawers, and baskets. And it is catching up with us.
Last night DH had class, so I decided to grab a sandwich at Subway for dinner. Now, for Valentine's Day my mother gave us a Subway gift card, but the stores in our area weren't equipped to accept them at that time. So I took the card home and put it "somewhere safe" until it was useable. An excellent plan, right? Yeah. Yesterday I went through the junk drawer, the basket on the kitchen table, the pocket of every winter coat in the closet, the shelf by the washer where pocket detritus gets deposited.....couldn't find that darned card. I DID, however, find a squirt gun, a curtain rod, Wal-Mart receipts from 2 years ago, a busted cat collar, and a pair of pantyhose with a giant run in them. Jeebus! We now refer to this as CFS/KFS Syndrome...."Can't Find Sh*t/Keep Finding Sh*t". As in, you can't find what you want, but you keep finding other useless crap. LOL
It is easier to stitch and ignore the crap, don't you think??? hehehehe (Funny how my stitching/crafting goodies are always neat and organized.)