I knew that would happen...

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I have learned that when I misplace something, I just have to wait (as opposed to looking around frantically for it, which I tried doing at first, but then I quit), and whatever it is I'm looking for, sure enough, it will turn up someplace--often someplace odd. Well, I went to work on a birth announcement cross-stitch that I'm doing a couple of days ago, and could not figure out where I put it. I looked in all of the half dozen places I thought it may have been, and thought I may have left it at my brother's, as I took it to his place Christmas Eve so I'd have something to do if need be. No, I told myself, I remembered bringing it home. So then, the other day I was taking one the Avon Nativity scene off of the shelves, and I happened to look down at the shelf below me... Yeah. There was my cross stitch. I knew I'd find it somewhere weird...