Okay, it's not that serious.
So can someone tell me why I'm still losing things?
Little Olive's shoes (she has two pairs) are both missing a match. I have looked everywhere. I'm beginning to wonder if the dog really eats things or if they accidentally were thrown out. Little Olive does enjoy peering mysteriously into the garbage occasionally.
Besides all this, my energy is slowly fading away. You crazy third trimester..."standing around, deciding my future!" (Name the movie.) You have stolen my energy. I'm definitely not doing as much these days. But if we had carpets, I would be all over them using a natural carpet cleaner.
Well, wish me luck. I'm off to the thrift store to find a pair of shoes for my daughter. I would be feeling guilty except her feet were already outgrowing the missing shoes. ::pats self on back:: We're good to go.