Yesterday after work I brought in a few things from the truck that needed to come in the house, including a long-ago expired insurance card. I handed the card to Mason when I came in the house and asked him if he could throw it away for me. He was a little cautious about that since I had never asked him to go near the trash can before (in fact, we usually tell him to get back when he gets close). I needed to make a quick trip to Home Depot so I had the extra roll of insulation set by the door, along with the gift card and the receipt from the purchase so I could return the insulation. I went downstairs to the garage to grab a can of Mountain Dew and when I came back up, I couldn't find the gift card and receipt. I checked all of my pockets, emptied my wallet to make sure I didn't put it in there (I was SURE I had set it on the insulation), went back and checked in the refrigerator, bathroom, and anyplace else I had been since I got home.
It wouldn't have been the first time I had misplaced something and wasted 15 minutes of my life looking for it, but it turns out that this time, it WAS where I had set it - until Mason decided to throw it away! I guess the Home Depot card neatly wrapped in the receipt looked an awful lot like the old insurance card that I had just asked him to throw out. He took it upon himself to throw it away while I was down grabbing my soda!
Lesson learned: if I specifically remember setting something somewhere and it's not there anymore, ask Mason, or check the trash. He fessed up after I showed him what I had been looking for. :-)
