That’s a Classic: The Missing Shoes
Posted May 23, 2008on:
The other day my husband was in charge of our daughter’s Daisy Girl Scout troop meeting; he and another dad planned a mini-olympics event to be held at the local community center.
I had told him what time he needed to leave to get to the meeting on time, and with about two minutes to spare, he was in a panic, looking everywhere for his gym shoes. He had absolutely no idea where they were.
And then it hit him – they were in his new shoe organizer! Nothing like putting something away in its proper place to throw you off. I guess he’ll know where to look for his shoes next time . . .