Well, I found it. Or, my mother did. I'm sitting at the computer, she's standing behind me. Nonchalantly..."There's your license." I look over my shoulder and it's right there on the little desk. I hadn't even really started looking, but, that's the first place I would have cleaned up, it's part of my little routine. I'd already checked my pants and jacket and car, but, yeah, I knew it would be somewhere easy and obvious.

I rarely carry a handbag or wallet. I usually just have pockets, and, carry those couple of things. Crazy. I used to lose that stuff all the time, I've gotten better, though!