Maddy's Drill Master Madness

You know how everyone says that when you're looking for something, it's in the last place you look?

Because why would you keep on looking... right??

Well, last night when I got home from Taekwondo, Maddy was in a quandary... That was not a miss type... No one gets in the laundry except for me unfortunately.

She was in a quandary. She was getting her band stuff together for a big marching band performance coming up on Friday and couldn't find her Drill Master shoes. These are expensive special shoes with roll heels so marching will be less stressful for your feet. The last time she'd used them she brought them home in a red mesh bag about 3-4 months ago. She found the bag, but it was empty.

I looked on the top shelf of the front hall closet where I always tuck them for safe keeping. You never know what the dogs are going to think is a chew toy for them.. I put our taekwondo belts and Maddy's prom shoes there too.

Her Drill Masters were not there. So I got into my spring cleaning mode. Why not?! I hadn't been in that mode yet this spring and there were things to find!I cleaned the laundry room, my bedroom (she leaves things in there), my bathroom and various closets. I even had Tiffany worried that Robb and I had gotten into an argument when she saw me tearing apart the shoe closet... *because she had heard that that's what I do when I'm upset... I clean a closet...* and our closets have been a mess for a good number of months... Yep - we're THAT happy!

Maddy and I even hunted through car trunks and under car seats. No luck. She started texting friends who had been in marching band in the past that may have shoes for her to borrow.

So I went back to the top closet of that front hall closet. Got a chair so I could get up there and take a good look around. There is a basket of hats and miscellaneous baseball gloves, etc that is tucked to the right. I pulled it over and went thru it. After pulling out various articles including a Rastafarian type hat with dread locks, I pulled out a red mesh bag...

It felt like shoes.

I tossed it to the floor and climbed down off the chair as Maddy came down the steps. I told her, "I have officially stopped the search for your shoes."

Thinking I was giving up, she said that she could probably get a pair from one of her friends and started to text again. I looked over to the front door where the bag was sitting and looked back to her. She was still looking sad but said, Thanks for looking Mom! I furtively glanced at the bag again. She STILL didn't get the hint, so I did again and again until she happened to look where I was looking and said, "Hey! There's a red bag!"

It was her shoes...

So the moral of the story is simple. Your missing item will always be in the last place you looked, but that place is typically the first place also...