Monday, January 9, 2012

And the winner is...

Me. Or maybe I'm the loser. Because I found the journal, exactly where it was supposed to be - in my nightstand. After a week of cleaning out closests, under beds, and actually going through the garbage ( I know, I know), my husband decided to take the drawers out of our nightstand and there it was, flush against the back of the stand.

So... there you go.

8 comments:

  1. Hooray! No more "worry" about that ;)

    ReplyDelete
  2. Glad you all found it! Who knew husbands could find things?? Michael is convinced the uterus is a tracking device. :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Sounds about like my life. Glad you found the journal. Losing things like that is no fun.

    ReplyDelete
  4. YAY! I love it when a story ends on a happy note!

    ReplyDelete