A place for everything and everything....where?

I have a tendency to lose things. These things include: gift cards, SD cards, keys, books, notes, etc. They are never lost, lost, but more so lost in an obvious place that whether I have looked there once or not, if I did, I didn't see it. A few recent cases in point:

1-India Reunion Friday: we were leading one of JD's companions to the reunion from Ganesh. I had the instructions and map printed out and was doing a fantastic job navigating us there. Suddenly, after pulling off VanWinkle, I couldn't find the map, it had vanished out of my hands! I searched and searched, until we came to the last known spot to turn, JD stopped, Ben stopped and we went through the car unable to find the map. I ended up introducing my dad to Facebook by having him log into my account to read off the address from the event invite. THREE days later, I found it, for some reason I had folded it up tiny and put it in the mirror in the window shade.

2-Pharmacy Saturday: I lost our cash bag. I had counted out the deposit from the night before that very morning and somehow it vanished. I spent 2 hours looking everywhere for it along with our pharmacist who had also seen it. We both had searched a drawer that was one below the usual one we put it in, and on the third try it was there, to my great relief, there has to be a Gospel Principle story somewhere in that one.

3-Before work, Tuesday 6:00 AM: I start work at 6:30 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I was up and ready and taking care of a few things, a couple of dishes in the sink, picking up some clothes and stuff, when it turned 6:00 and it was time to head for work, I went to my purse to get my keys, when: dang it! Not in there. I go through my whole purse a couple of times (I don't even have a big purse) and search everywhere, and anywhere but to no avail. 6:20 I cave and wake up JD asking if he knew where my keys are. In a sleepy stupor he rolls out of bed and Frankenstein walks into the living room straight to my purse, he peruses through it, lifts it up off the table, and YAY there are my keys, right under the purse! A withering look, kiss on the cheek, have a good day, and JD went straight back to bed. Traffic was nonexistent and I was only 4 minutes late for work.

I am grateful for a husband who knows how I think, more so than I, and usually finds my misplaced out-in-the-open treasures. I just need to work on the admonition of a place for everything and everything.....something, I'll remember later.