Where Art Thou?

Last night apparently I was more tired than I thought.

After work I came home, cooked dinner, put a load of laundry in, and settled in to go through heap of mail.

I updated facebook. I read a few blogs and then went to see the latest on twitter.

Cheryl said she was fighting going to bed. I said this was all I wanted to do. So I looked at the time and thought what harm could a thirty minute nap do?

Well, the harm was I slept straight through until 4:45 this morning.

This wouldn't be such a bad thing if I hadn't fallen asleep in my contacts and could find my black glasses this morning. But noooo, in the spirit of hiding things from myself lately, I can only find my brown ones.

It's really not that big of deal. The only bad thing is my brown ones are a tiny bit crooked and I am not sure if I will have time to head over to Lenscrafters for an adjustment today. Plus, what I was planning on wearing today would look better with the black ones but hey, at least I can lay my hands on a pair of specs 'eh?

So if you're inclined would you put it out in the universe for me to have a burst of recollection as to where I stashed my other pair of glasses?

Please and thank you.

Peace and Love Peeps.