This is why we can't have nice things.

I've been misplacing/losing things on a frequent basis this past week.

First to go were my iPod earbuds, which was especially distressing because I've only had the iPod a little over a month. These most likely dropped off into the night when I was getting into/out of my car on Thursday evening...which means they're (probably) smashed into a million pieces in a parking lot somewhere. I would've bought a replacement set at the Apple store today, but besides having a $30 price tag, I also had a dream last night that I found the earbuds at work. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping to find them in the office on Tuesday.

I'm sure I've misplaced other things this week (and just haven't missed them yet to notice), but most perplexing is the case of my vanishing $10 bill. Opened my wallet Saturday morning to clear out some loose change and counted a few $1 bills and a $10. Reopened my wallet Saturday afternoon for my health insurance card and randomly looked through the bills again -- several more $1 bills than I previously counted and NO $10!

In "One Hundred Years of Solitude" (which I finished two weeks ago -- so good), one of the older characters loses things and blames it on elves rather than her own senility. I'd like to think that I'm a bit too young to be senile. Then again, I did joke about blacking out a couple weeks ago when I couldn't figure out why I was covered in (my own?) blood one evening....

But on the off chance that I'm not completely losing my mind, I'd really like it if the elves would return my earbuds and $10. I think that's a completely reasonable request.