Saturday, May 2, 2009

Oh where oh where has my little box gone?

This last Thursday I was scouring my house of a card that wasn't a thank-you card that I could use to mail my brother's wedding gift. I was so sure I had some cute plain ones somewhere. I checked under the desk in the sewing room where I last saw them and saw a random box. It had been there for I don't know how long. As it was under the desk where I keep my semi-permanently borrowed sewing machine, I'm sure I had kicked it or bumped it every time I sat down to sew something, but I had never bothered to see what it was. I opened it up, and found items I thought I had lost.

At the end of the school year, Neil Armstrong requires all teachers to box up pretty much everything for the summer. Over the summer, everything gets moved out so that the floors can be waxed. I had to have things off the floor in Utah, too, but at least there I had counters and cupboards and so didn't have to actually pack everything up like I was moving.

At the end of last school year, knowing things would be jostled and moved, I packed a few things in a box to take home. These were things that I didn't want to or couldn't replace if they broke or got lost. I had a number of children's books and a set of ceramic unicorn bookends I got for Christmas one year. They made it home at the end of last school year and I didn't see them again until this last Thursday.

At the beginning of the year, I had looked desperately for the box but to no avail. One of my first lessons uses one of the books in the box. I ended up checking out the book from a library across town. I was just glad I could find it. I had to change some other lessons because I couldn't find some of the other books. I was sad because I enjoyed those books and lessons and the books represented personal monetary investments.

I'm not sure how I missed the box in all my desperate searchings. It certainly gave new meaning to the phrase "hidden in plain sight." Anyone else have random "lost and found" stories? Please share.

1 comments:

Fromagette said...

I finally found my ph strips left over from my inorganic chem lab. I thought I had kept them and had looked all over when I wanted them to test my sourdough. Finally, I just had Karl pick some up at school. And then when I was decluttering my kitchen, I found them! In the spice cupboard, of all places.