The Hunt of the Disorganized

Somewhere I have recovery CDs for my IBM ThinkPad R51e.

Somewhere I have a birth certificate.

Somewhere I have an expired US passport.

Somewhere in a box. Or boxes.

Or in a paper tray. Or in a pile of paper.

I have hunted for them before. I must do so again.

I hate being disorganized. If only we hadn’t moved so many times in the last twenty years!

Now I must decide whether to launch today’s version of my search in my pseudo-office or in the garage or in the attic. Thankfully, we don’t have a basement at this place.

Oh. But we do have a shed.

Or in the shed.

😥

Will God reward my search today as He hasn’t before?

I’ll try to remember to update this post tonight.

Update: WooHoo!!! I effectively suspended my search at 11:41 this morning. That’s when I found my missing birth certificate. Praise God! Finding it reduces the urgency of finding my expired passport down into the 0 range. I plan to resume my hunt for the CDs (or is it a DVD?) on Thursday.

8 thoughts on “The Hunt of the Disorganized”

  1. I, too, can identify. If my head were not attached I would lose it! Oh, wait, some people think I already lost my mind.

    And it’s funny that we always find things in the last place we look.

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