I seem to be on a losing streak. Beginning with my gloves, which saddens me more than might seem appropriate due to my fondness for them. There is a certain amount of delight in an object that does its job solidly and well, and these gloves were like that; a pleasure to wear beyond simply providing warmth. They fit my hands - rare - and were the perfect weight for the weather here. I know I got them out of the rental car, but I must have dropped them somewhere. I'm hoping they will turn up, still.
Then I spent about an hour yesterday trying to find the website with some floor plans I wanted to show my mom. No luck. I did at least finally find the paperwork I needed to give her.
It's doubly annoying because I'm usually quite good at finding things, say for other people.
