Not My Strongest Skill
I’ve never been super awesome at searching for lost stuff. Of course, I’d tell my mom that I was looking for something, and she’d find it within 5 minutes after I had been searching for almost an hour (and it was invariably in a place that I had looked numerous times before). This time, it didn’t help that none of the locations I would have thought to look for stuff previously applied anymore. In addition, there’s also the question of whether what I might be searching for I actually left down in Texas thinking that I wouldn’t ever want it up here.
The item in question: a soft shell, small drink cooler that Jarrett gave me as a high school graduation present with my initials sewn on the top. The reason: on the way back from Stevens Pass last weekend, I was thinking to myself, “Man, having a bottle of water in the car would be super nice right about now. Next time I should remember to bring one.” The search: I was pretty sure it was in one of two places (either my main hall closets or in my bedroom closet, but my initial looking turned up nothing. I checked every other logical place I could think of, but it was still nowhere to be found. Convinced it has to be in one of the hall closets, I kept looking in them about every 5 minutes, thinking that doing so was going to help or something. Finally, on the third or fourth time looking, I was convinced that it had to be there, and I started looking between every possible thing. Ultimately I located it on the ground of the closet, positioned so only the all black edge could be seen, hidden behind other stuff sitting on the floor. Maybe with some practice I can revise my searching algorithm and cut the time it look me to locate it in at least half.