Static Cling!

So Friday I'm at work and my boss hands me a small bunch of papers. I pick one of them up, look at it, set it on my desk, turn around and turn back, it's GONE. Completely, 100% vanished out of thin air. So I start FREAKING OUT completely because I needed that piece of paper. I know it can't have gone that far because I'm still sitting in exactly the same chair I was when I received it. So I tear apart my desk searching, go through the entire store looking for it, question everyone currently working there, it's nowhere. By now I'm totally convinced that I'm crazy, I have finally lost my mind, that inevitable moment is here. THEN, I pick up a binder that I had out on my desk around the same time as I last had the paper (I've already picked it up and looked under it twice) . This time, I feel something stuck to the bottom of the binder. You guessed it. The paper I was looking for. Static cling cost me 20 minutes of frantic searching and preparation to pull my hair out. Lousy static cling! Toni and I have dubbed it the silent killer. Anyway, I found it and all was well in the kingdom once again.

And now to prepare for my laundry day at the folks' house.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SAM!!!