Or maybe I've already lost it.
I was on the phone with my darling grandson, Ryan, this afternoon, as I was packing my stuff up to leave my dear friends in Wisconsin to head back. While chatting with him (he wanted details about this coming weekend when they are coming over for the weekend!), I packed up my computer and charger.
On the way to the bus to get to O'Hare, I had a sneaking suspicion that perhaps I hadn't put the laptop into my carry-on bag. CORRECT.
My sweetest friends tried calling me to come back (my phone was in my pocket and on silent)...so Debbie's even sweeter husband came barreling down the highway to meet me at the bus stop to deliver my laptop and charger, just as the bus was getting ready to pull away!
Morale of the story:
Doing more than one thing at one time at my age is dangerous~!
Oh, and by the way, the magic number is SEVEN!!!
I'm in Denver on my way up to Bend, Oregon. I'll be home on Thursday, in time to get the kiddies!! WOOHOO... Oh and see my dearest, sweetheart of a husband, Mark~!