Tenacity

Ever get something on your mind and can't rest until you've solved the problem? Welcome to my life. I hate it when I can't find something that I know has to be within the walls of this house.

Last night's search was for my Georgia Tech handbag to take to Saturday's Homecoming Game. My mom gave me this cute gold fabric bag emblazoned with a GT logo and adorned with cute dangling beads. I have very few occasions to carry said bag, so I should really take it with me, right?

Let's begin the search. When we lived in Austin, I knew exactly where this bag resided, the top left dresser drawer in the guest room. That's where I started last night. To no avail. Then I looked in the other dresser drawers: no dice. Perhaps it is in the closet where my other handbags hang out. Not there either. Could it be in one of the buffet drawers? (This buffet was in our bedroom in the other house functioning as a dresser--so it's not that big of a stretch.) Not there either.

Did I really look everywhere in that closet upstairs? I'll go back. . . . still not there. Hmmm, what about the bottom two drawers of the wardrobe in our bedroom? No; not there either. Maybe I should look in the guest room dresser again. This time, I'll take out the clear plastic boxes that store candles and gifts. Nope. Well, maybe I'll look in those drawers again. Yeah, still not there. What about the green guest room closet? Nope. What about the coat closet? Maybe it's stored with all of our hats. Nope. (But I did weed out about six hats for Goodwill.)

Really, where could it be? I'll go back to the guest room dresser. I'll take everything out of the left drawer this time. Still not there. Am I 100% sure that it's not in the closet with my other purses? I'll look again. Nope. Dang it! Where can it be I ponder as I stand in the closet. Marching out one more time, a decorated box that Letha gave me for our first anniversary catches my eye. Hey . . . that used to be in that drawer where the purse stayed. I wonder . . . EUREKA!!!! I found the gold (bag that is).

Now I can sleep.

Tenacity, insanity, obsessive-compulsive? You judge.