The Story of the Lost Dog

The other day I was feeling good. I had done my hair, actually worn make up, accessorized, and loved my outfit. And this was all extra impressive due to the fact I had been exhausted every morning to the point where keeping my eyes open was painful.  My eye drop bottle is still far too low.

Well I had had a few meetings, interacted with co-workers, and it wasn’t until I was in line for lunch that someone mentioned my earrings. Or should I say erring. A co-worker was complementing them, and then said “oh wait, there is only one.” So I retraced my steps, my office, the kitchen, conference rooms, other offices, and no luck.

Later on my boss comes into my office and I ask if she saw it in her office, since I had an early morning meeting with her. And she said “oh no, but I did notice you only had one on! I thought you did it on purpose, maybe it was bothering you, or you were trying something new!” Um NO, I was not! How embarrassing and awful, I had been walking around with one earring all day.

I started to think maybe, in my sleep deprived state, I only put one on that morning. I couldn’t remember putting both on, but that didn’t mean I didn’t.

Well last night I found it. On the tray I keep all my earrings when I take them off. Right there. In front of my face. I had only put ONE earring on.

I need more sleep.