Good morning Everyone!
I have long known that someday I will open a closet door, and in a manner akin to Fibber McGee’s closet, every pen I have ever lost will come cascading out of it onto my head, at which time I will have the fortunate opportunity to practice self-restraint by NOT swearing, but rather observing , “Behold, my head hath just been struck by one thousand three hundred seventy-eight pens in less than five seconds.”
Fibber McGee’s Closet
What I have recently discovered is that the contents of the closet will not only include pens but all of the items that I have stored “somewhere safe” over the years, only to discover when I needed an item that “somewhere safe” was so safe that it even protected the item from me.
The frustrating thing about “somewhere safe” is that once I start looking for a particular item that resides there, I see the item in my mind’s eye, and have the nagging feeling that if I just thought a little bit harder I could find its secure hiding place.
Somewhere safe?
The latest in a long list of items that I can’t seem to put my hands on is the card reader which will read Mark’s Nikon camera card. When I was searching for the download cable, which I never found, I ran across it, and I could have sworn (another feature of “somewhere safe”) that I placed it with the other download cables that didn’t work. It’s not there now, though.
Alien with his sinister experiment remote control
I do wonder where the pens and other stuff are being hidden until that grand glorious day when they all shower themselves upon me from Fibber McGee’s closet’s first cousin – Shangri-La, where a couple of bored monks are making life merry by watching me hunt for items they have “borrowed” through a hidden camera? Maybe they are being stored in a secret vault buried deep in a missile silo in Nebraska or Montana as part of a secret government conspiracy. Maybe they are being abducted by aliens as part of a sinister experiment with purpose unknown. (Exactly how many ways can you use a plethora of pens and papers, sprinkled through with loose screws, a card reader, several books, twelve magazines and at least three chew toys?) Maybe they are being stolen and stored by a doomsayer anxious to survive the days after the apocalypse with enough pens to see him or her through. All I know for sure is that they can’t possibly be disappearing because I simply lose them.
Until the answers are revealed, if they ever are, open your closets with care. I’d hate it if you got injured opening my “safe” storage cabinet by mistake.
Have a great day!
Nancy
Tales from the Mom-Side 
Do you think your safe storage is next to my “where I’ll know where it is” closet? I always put things “where I’ll know where it is” and then can’t figure out where that is. 🙂 Blessings for your day.
Even worse, I suspect the “somewhere safe” closet and the “where I’ll know where it is” closet are not two closets, but just one with separate storage compartments and sensors that will allow only the correct storage compartment to overflow depending on which owner opens it!
Nancy
Morning
At our house the closet and several drawers are called “Junk closets or Junk drawers”
We still can’t find anything when we are looking – whether its somewhere safe, Shagri-La or even “Where I know where it is”
Its like walking into a room and saying “What did I come in here for”
I think our stuff keeps taunting us for putting them away and when we close the door – they move to another place – just to mess with us!
God Bless
susie
That’s a good theory! We do have junk drawers, but they usually don’t have the stuff in it that I need when I start hunting something because apparently I don’t consider “the junk drawer” as “somewhere safe.”
LOL we all have to put “stuff” somewhere
I’m always amazed though that our first thought is not the trash
God Bless
Gasp!!!! The trash?!!!!! But I might need that spare screw to who knows what along with the recharging cord that goes to no-one has any idea what some day! 🙂
I have stuff I put in a safe place…. never to be found again. Would you please check your closet?
When I find my “somewhere safe” closet, I will be sure to check for your stuff, too!
Nancy
Find the ‘missing sock from the dryer” and you’ll find the card reader all warm and cozy.
If “the missing sock from the dryer” and the card reader are all in the same place, I’m in trouble – at last count we had over 11 missing socks that seem to be mateless in spite of our best efforts!
Nancy
Great post and so true! Tall person says that it helps if you mentally say to yourself ‘I am putting X (whatever it is) in this place at the time you put it away. He says that it does help him remember where he put things 🙂
Tall person is obviously very organized! I say that to myself when I put something somewhere safe, but obviously it doesn’t jog my memory very well.