 I went on a quest for my G hook this morning. My friend’s birthday is tomorrow, and I thought it would be nice to make something for her. (A penguin, as it happens…she loves penguins.) Unfortunately, it wasn’t in my hook roll. Neither was it in my nifty tote/caddy. Or the bag under the craft table. I consulted my Ravelry notebook: when was it last in use? September 2009, Okinawa. Oh, dear. THAT can’t be good.
I went looking in some of the (still not unpacked) boxes from our voyage to Okinawa, and while I unearthed not one, not two, not three, but FOUR unfinished projects in various stages of completion, I could not find my G hook. Well. I must have gotten it out of the boxes at some point in the last two months…so where is it?
Well, I can tell you that it’s not the box on the table and it’s not in my project bag and it’s not in the other project bag and it’s not in the yarn case or the other yarn case. It’s not in the cart of craft supplies and it’s not in the bag of random supplies and it’s not with the embroidery I started in Okinawa and it’s not in the storage arm on the sofa…
All this is a long-winded way of saying that I did not actually accomplish anything today and I’m now sitting here with the sun down outside feeling disgruntled – and as though maybe I should have given up right away and seen what I could do with an F.
Will you find it in a box? Will you find it with your socks? Will you find it here or there? Will you find it anywhere? (Ahem- Diaso)
I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them Sam I Am.
Err, forget that.
Have you asked your kids/hubby? Maybe they know where it is?
SylverX
Man, I hate it when that happens. Good luck finding it.
I also wondered about the possability of charlie or max having it and trying their hand at the craft could be, um – interesting.