Where else would it be?

The other day I had a doctor's appointment. It was the third in a series of appointments I'd scheduled. Thing was, I got to work that day and the appointment wasn't on my calendar. I knew I was supposed to be there around lunch time but I didn't know the exact time. So I went digging in my purse.

I started in the middle zippered thing because that's normally where I'd put something like the business card size appointment reminder. I pulled everything out of there (except for the feminine products) and laid it all on my desk, going through each thing, item by item. It wasn't there.

I repeated this process with the two main pockets of the purse, followed by the minor pockets and even my coin purse/wallet. Before it was all over with, the entire contents (with noted exceptions) of my purse had been splayed out on my desktop. And no appointment reminder was found.

I started thinking maybe I'd imagined that I'd had an appointment. So, knowing the office was still closed but that I'd get voicemail, I called the doctor's office. I said that I thought I'd had an appointment and could someone please let me know if I did, and if I did, what time I was supposed to be there. And I waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Yet no one called me. So somewhere between 11:00 and 11:30 I called the doctor's office again. Someone would surely be there by then and answer the phone. Again, I got voicemail. Frustrated, I left the message that I had thought I'd had an appointment but I didn't know what time it was supposed to have been so if I DID have an appointment, I was cancelling it because I didn't know when it was and I didn't want to waste my time by going on the wrong date/time. *sigh* (I later received three phone calls telling me it was scheduled for 12:30 but by then it was too late for me to go.)

I should tell you that I've gotten into a bit of a routine where my schooling is concerned (this really is related to the blog topic...honest). See, if I get to my government class before it starts, I work on Shakespeare homework. And if I get to Shakespeare class early (which I almost always do) I...read for pleasure (bet you thought I was going to say "work on government homework" ;-) ). So, two days after my missed doctor's appointment, I get to my Shakespeare class and whip out the book I've been working on since early January (it's a good story by a good author...I just don't have much time to read for pleasure these days) and out falls...you guessed it, my doctor's appointment reminder. *mental forehead smack!*

I'd been reading while waiting to see the doctor at my last appointment and had the book with me when she gave me the appointment card. And I obviously put it in my book (which I'd had with me the day of this last appointment...just didn't think to look in it).

So, I continue to put (and find) things in the oddest of places. Not that I'm disorganized or anything..... ;-)