The revolving door

The sun this morning, fuzzy but still amazing

The revolving door isn't in our office today; we just got notice that another AVP has left suddenly, effective this past Wednesday. No idea whether that was voluntary or involuntary. I knew the person to say hi and make idle chitchat; some years ago that person and their staff shared this suite with us. Gees, it's a revolving door around this organization.

Oh, I knew there was something I meant to post yesterday but forgot about, which is rather appropriate given what happened.

I keep a reusable water bottle by my bedside at night, as I take meds first thing in the morning when I wake up. On Wednesday morning I woke, no water bottle. No big deal, I realized I had left it on the bathroom counter, where it sits (empty and drying out) during the days. So I got up and shuffled to the bathroom, found the water bottle, but no lid. No lid anywhere, in fact. No lid stored in the bathroom cabinet, or under the vanity sink, not in my bedroom, either...For the life of me, I could not find what I did with that lid.

You know where it eventually turned up?

In the hall linen closet, beside the towels.

Do. Not. Ask. Me. Why.

At least I remember what the lid is for, if not where I'm storing it.

Peace.