When you live alone, your imagination can get the best of you sometimes. Okay, maybe a lot. Lifelong habits, like thinking “so-and-so must have taken it” when an item disappears, run headlong into “now where did I put that.”
It gets even more complicated when you live with a cat and a dog. One of them might have taken the missing item. Or moved it, knocked it off, or pushed it under something. Or, as has happened occasionally, totally consumed it.
Sooo, the question at hand is, what happened to my box of drill bits? I finally broke down and bought a drill last week (yea!), after years of needing and wanting one for odd jobs around the house. I bought a separate little box of assorted drill bits. The two containers have been sitting here on my coffee table ever since.
Except I just noticed the box of drill bits is gone. I’m pretty sure I didn’t move it (as sure as I can be of anything anymore). The cat might have pushed it onto the floor but has shown zero interest in it up till now. That leaves the dog — the four-legged self-propelled roving dispose-all who will sample anything she can get her teeth into. And she particularly loves anything I’ve handled that gets left on the coffee table — magazines, camera, remote, phone … bit box?
I’ve already done a quick tour of the house without seeing it. Its bright yellow should have been easy to spot, right? I checked the drawers under the table, in case I tucked in there; no luck. Kitchen counter? No. Under the coffee table? Nope. Quick peeks under the other nearby furniture; not there.
I guess it’s time to grab the broom and start doing deep sweeps under everything. That box is in this house somewhere. I just hope Dawg the Destroyer didn’t ruin the plastic latch before she hid it.