Yeah, yeah, yeah

I've finally found the phone cord that I'd been missing for months. It was lost it sometime during the move, and I let Boyfriend know that the blame was squarely on his shoulders. "I can totally see you doing this," I told him, "picking something up, not knowing what it is, and tossing it because if it isn't important to you it isn't important to anyone, is it?"

I found it in my underwear drawer. That's where I put everything that I never want to lose. This made me angry. I confronted Boyfriend. "Why didn't you tell me to look in the underwear drawer? You KNOW that's where I put everything that I'm afraid of losing."