I pride myself on being organized, so it doubly infuriates me when I misplace things. It's just so frustrating because tonight, instead of spending time with the kids, I was looking all over for the Vigamox to treat Paco's and my Pink Eye.
I never found it, have to get a new one tomorrow and meanwhile the poor guy was crying. Some motrin helped, but...
Since these things happen to me so rarely, it was all the more frustrating.
When you're spending time looking for things, you're not focused on your priorities.