'oh, me of little faith...'
Do you ever discover you're underestimating yourself? That you are more organized than you assume?
I got a rechargeable battery-powered screwdriver for Mother's Day or something. I love it. I charged it up, and when it was done, I pulled out the plug and put the screwdriver in the triangular closet.
I had a big project a month or two ago, and used up the entire charge. Rats, I thought--I have NO idea where the adapter unit is. And how long will I have to spend digging through the closet that I *think* I put it in? And if I find an adaptor, how will I know it's the right one? It seemed overwhelming. I felt stupid.
I put the screwdriver back on the shelf in the triangular closet.
Last night, I really wished I could charge it. Stop being a lazy bum, I told myself, and at least look for the charger.
Then I asked myself, "If I was smart, where would I have put that?"
Answer: in the triangle closet; in one of the drawers of the 3-drawer unit that serve as my tool & junk drawer.
BINGO! I'm smarter than I gave myself credit for. Not only was it in the first drawer I opened, but I had LABELED IT WITH THE P-TOUCH!!!
I do this to myself often. I think, "I have no idea where I put it," but then when I stop to think where would be the logical or best place to have put it, that's where it is.
And so I shake my head and say, "oh, me of little faith!"
(I'm starting to think that if I put it in the best possible place, then I erase that knowledge from my head. Therefore, if I have no memory of putting it somewhere, that means I put it in the only (or best) logical place)