Yesterday morning, I saw a television commercial about an over-the-counter memory-boosting supplement, claiming to boost all three types of memory - working memory, short-term memory and long-term memory.  I said to The Husband, "It's my short-term memory that needs work."

See my previous post, for example - all that ranting about being unable to find the hole-punch that I could almost remember putting in the drawer with the hammer.  The background story is that this hole-punch had arrived a few days earlier and had laid on the kitchen table ever since.  Friday, when I was straightening up the kitchen, I decided to put the hole punch away until I needed it.  The craft room hammer drawer seemed like the best place to keep it.  As it happened, I needed it later that afternoon and couldn't find it.  Hence the rant.

I found the hole punch about 30 minutes after that post.

It was not in the drawer with the hammer; it was in the drawer ABOVE the drawer with the hammer (which actually is an equally sensible place to keep it since the eyelets and anvils live there).  It seems that in the process of putting away the punch, my brain over-rode my storage decision and changed the plan without telling me.  

Equally disturbing is the fact that I had rummaged through that upper drawer about 5 times during the evening, looking for other things.  The punch was right there the whole time.

...Or was it?

<spooky music and maniacal laughter>

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Friday was a fairly productive day in the jewelry-making department.  Before lunch time, I finished a bracelet and matching earrings, both of which turned out nice.  Later in the afternoon, I fired up the embroidery machine and made two leather bracelets and several sets of earrings.  I did not finish them because I COULD NOT FIND THE FREAKIN' HOLE PUNCH.

The leather bracelets are still unfinished.  They are basically rectangular strips with designs sewn on them.  How to close them?  Snaps are the obvious choice.  I have snaps left over from my purse-making days, but they're the wrong color.  An assortment of snaps is on the way.

Today, I have to buy groceries.

Yuck.