Have you ever lost something and nearly drove yourself crazy trying to find it? That happened to me last night. I lost a library book I was in the middle of reading. I remembered reading it while I was waiting in line to pick Liam up from school and then I thought I remembered reading a little bit of it while I was waiting for Liam to have his violin lesson. I looked EVERYWHERE! I looked in Liam’s violin bag at least 10 times, I looked in his school bag, I looked in our Sunday School bag, I looked in the car numerous times, I looked all over the house…nothing. So today we drove all the way to the violin shop where Liam has lessons, which is not close I might add, and they did not have it. Then I called church because we had gone there briefly after preschool yesterday to prepare for Sunday school, they didn’t have it. I was going to call Liam’s school today to see if it somehow fell out of the car and I didn’t see it, but they were gone on a field trip. What is so funny about me losing this book is that I have thought about not finishing it several times. This book is like a book that you would read for an honors English class in college. It is not an easy read. I am not sure where I found out about it, but since it is that kind of book it has won a gazillion awards and I guess I should somehow feel smarter since I have read it. But now that it is lost I am frantic. I must finish it…I can’t even imagine not finishing…I MUST finish it!!! So tonight, I had an epiphany. Liam’s violin bag has a little pocket on the side that I had failed to look in previously and guess what, VOILA, there it was with the wrapper I had stuck in it to save my place. As soon as I saw the wrapper, I remembered exactly what had happened. When we were at Liam’s violin lesson, I only had about two minutes to read and I didn’t have a bookmark, so I fished around in his violin bag and found an old wrapper to use as a book mark. Now my book is sitting on the desk beside my computer, but I can’t read it right now because Project Runway is on.
