Yesterday I lost a letter, or should I say I realized that I had lost a letter when I went to lay my hand on it and it wasn't where it should have been...in my jewel box. This letter is extremely precious to me.
So I spent the next three hours tearing apart the bedroom looking in every single dresser drawer and storage spot that I have for bills, cards, stationary etc, examining every piece of paper, envelope, file, box, beside table, nook and cranny. When I finally sat down on the bed to text Robert (between sobs) about my discovery, or lack thereof, I saw Ben's worried little face looking at me.
I think he was watching me the whole time!