One up, two down.
I have spent something like three hours tonight searching for a memory stick and a set of keys. Fruitlessly. I am fairly fed up because well, my memory stick’s got lots of my stuff on it, and, the set of keys are for work. The only positive in all this is that I’m fairly certain everything is still in the house. But I have no idea where, and I’ve searched all my usual places.
During all this hunting, I came across notes from a writing course I did two years ago. Then I came upon a notebook with a synopsis for a novel, tentatively entitled “Steam Dragon,” which I have absolutely no recollection writing. It’s pretty detailed too. I’m amazed as I would have sworn by the power of my memory, and yet if I hadn’t found that synopsis, that novel idea would never have entered my head again. Also, where are my keys and my memory stick?
So much for my awesome memory. So, I’m one synopsis up, and one set of keys and a memory stick down at the end of my search. Synopsis making me slightly happy. Keys and stick fairly annoying me.