Been turning my house upside down as I couldn't find my passport.
Asked my mum (cos passed it to her earlier) but was told I had taken it back. She searched and confirmed it is not in her usual secret spot.
Dad confirmed and insisted that I had taken it back.
So back to my place to look - again.
Up and down I searched, even the kitchen drawers were not spared. Though knowing it would never be stashed in such places.
Twice, trice and more until I lost count searching for the elusive passport.
Where could it be?
Sweat, dirt, dust and cobwebs were all I got. Did I mention some 'hidden' money too! Jumps with glee but still and more importantly, where could my passport be???
As dread looms and quizzing my failing memory, sleepless blank was all I got.
Then guess what, within a minute, when I so desperately had another look at my mum's table - there it was in plain sight (almost) my missing passport!!
Oh what a shooing my mum got, my anxiety finally at rest.
1 comment:
hahaha....life is such, it's always like that, the more u want somethg, the higher the chance that u can't find it & when u don't need it, it'll appear right infront of u :D
it happens to me often too
no update on yr Melb trip? holidaykah?
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