I've always prided myself on being organized, at least until OA came to live with us. OA is a mean, ugly thing that sneaks up on you when you're not looking. She's been lurking nearby for quite some time, but so far Hubby and I have kept her out of the house. Sometimes she would hide things in the garage. I think it may have happened over Christmas when the kids were here. I noticed it first when I forgot to put a salad on the table. It was out of sight, out of mind in the fridge...that was my excuse anyway. Every few days I lose something or find something that's been lost! I blame OA, she's the reason for all of this unrest at our house.
Her full name...Old Age!