The last place you look
Please to picture me yesterday stomping up the stairs after deciding to have a cleanout in the cutlery drawer -
Remember when I couldn't find my little handforged sugar spoon after the move?
IT WAS WITH THE STEAK KNIVES. *facepalm*
It had slid all the way to the back of the holder.
Why was it with the steak knives? I'm sure I had a logical reason at the time, but it completely eludes me now.
In other news, I just had a lovely chat with my postal carrier - got to see photos of her girls from their camping trip.
Remember when I couldn't find my little handforged sugar spoon after the move?
IT WAS WITH THE STEAK KNIVES. *facepalm*
It had slid all the way to the back of the holder.
Why was it with the steak knives? I'm sure I had a logical reason at the time, but it completely eludes me now.
In other news, I just had a lovely chat with my postal carrier - got to see photos of her girls from their camping trip.