One of my mother’s favorite sayings when something was lost was, “It’s always the last place you look.”
It’s funny, I suppose. I say it myself these days.
But it’s really NOT funny when you’ve lost something and looked EVERYWHERE. This has been the case for me this past week. I lost my new glasses. I have looked everywhere.
Everywhere.
And yet my mother keeps whispering in my ear, “Keep looking. It’s always the last place you look.”
Not helpful.
This post is brought to you by Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday for which the prompt was “favorite saying“.
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