I FOUND It ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

If you haven't read the earlier post, go read it first, then come back here to discover that...I FOUND IT!!! I FOUND my PASSPORT!

You may have guessed by now that I'd become obsessively CONSUMED by this predicament. Not because I couldn't go and get another one (although, geez...what a hassle), but because I KNEW it had to be here SOMEWHERE.

Well, after getting home and actually (euw) pawing through the debris in my garage...and after the tenth time of going through the junk in my nightstand...I gave up ONCE AGAIN and decided (get this!) to do some laundry. (I know. On a TUESDAY. What are the odds?)

And while the water began filling the tub...what do I spy on my dryer??? The BAG for my VIDEOCAM. (That's not where you keep YOURS?). Of course, I say, slapping my head. I'd checked my travel purse, I'd checked the briefcase I carry my laptop in...but NOT the camera bag!!

And there the little sucker was. Lying all safe and secure, with all its irreplaceable stamps intact.

Now, see? A more anal person would have already started proceedings to get another one. (Yeah, yeah...I hear ya. A more anal person wouldn't have lost it in the first place.)

The important thing is, I can go on living now. (Oh, and that hypothetical I posed below?? I'm ready! Now all I have to do is find the MAN.........)