Nothing Has A Place

I finished a motivational poster! Only I am not sure what motivation it is supposed to create. So really it is more like an informational poster. Or better yet - a poster that points out something we all already know.
Now how true is this? Very true. Feel free to steal this poster, I did not really create it. I stole it from somewhere else. I have a ton more that I will use as I see fit.

In other news - not a whole lot going on here. This weekend I have to get the boat ready for Winterfest. I need to figure out how I will attach the signs and banners to the boat. I may also try to make a thing to attach the orange flashing light to. I am thinking I can weld something together that fits into the rod holders at the stern. This will keep the orange flashing light out of my eyes.

I have some sort of holiday party to go to today. It will be OK, but not great. This means only a cash bar. And here I got used to cool parties with open bars where everything is free. Oh well. Better luck next year I suppose.

I have no idea where the hell my wallet is. I had it yesterday. But today???? Who knows. All I know is that it is somewhere. Nobody used any of the credit cards in it and God knows there was no cash at all in it - so I am fairly sure it is not in danger. It is just misplaced. I have to look around for it more tomorrow. I need it because there is some ID in it that will be useful tomorrow. And I may need to liberate some cash from the electronic bank machine so I can partake in some cheer at the cash bar.

My best guess is that I need to check the truck better, or that one of the cats batted the wallet off the table it usually hands out on and under some object. Or I put the wallet down somewhere and then put something else on top of it - obscuring it from view.

This happens all the time. Just last week I had to use my spare truck keys because I "lost" my primary set of keys. They were located under a pile of towels. It seems I dumped a load of clean towels on a little coffee table, right on top of the keys. Out of sight out of mind!

I need to be better organized. But this is just NOT going to happen. People like to say "everything has its place". Well I call bullshit on this. Everything does NOT have its place.

If everything has its place - then where the hell is my place?