Sleepy time, glad to be in one piece

I wrote last week about my daughter having an emergency appendectomy.  She's doing pretty well now.  We moved her to another town 3 days later (AFTER packing all her stuff and cleaning her appartment, which SHE was going to do)  One of the worst things for me was scrubbing the fridge hard, "can't" do that, but had to be done... 

Naturally, I'm feeling purdy wiped out.  Jury duty this morning   .... luckily, the trial settled.  So I'm getting ready to leave the jury room when guess who can't find her keys.  Check purse, pockets - nope.  Have to have the court assistant escort me to another building where I'd gone through security - nope.  Back to the first building, she's checking the bathroom - ooops!  They were hiding in a pocket in my purse after all 

On the road to bring my daughter some stuff she needs - she can't drive yet - get 20 miles and realize I'd forgotten the most important thing.  Turn around, zip home, grab the stuff, off again.  Home again.  Now, please, a quiet week with NO DRAMA!  Then maybe the vast and unfathomable space between my ears can shrink a bit.  There's always hope, right?

Achey, I'm glad that your daughter is feeling better.  I did the same thing with my keys just about a week ago.  I had to have my daughter somewhere right away, couldn't find them, and then proceded to turn the house upside down looking for them.  Finally, at my wits end, I called my husband, and practically demanded that he come home.  During the conversation, I looked for something else in a compartment in my purse that I usually don't use.  I didn't find the other item, but found my keys!  I hope that you are able to get plenty of rest!