Earthman, where are you?

I've been midstream in writing a post on Henry Mitchell, beloved "Earthman", for the past couple of days. My copy of The Essential Earthman, carefully bookmarked in preparation of the post, has quite inconveniently chosen this moment to disappear. My options: tear the house apart (again) to find it; get another copy; and/or request an intervention from Flylady.

Woe is me.

Comments

[wendy]

It drives me crazy when I misplace something ..... I always know I've just seen it. I do that at the office every now and again.