This is a lost and found story. You can’t remember where you placed something and go nuts trying to retrace your steps. Like most stories, there are ups and downs before reaching the conclusion.
This is also a bit of a love story. A love story of a jacket I’ve had for a LONG time. Which is why not being able to find it drove me crazy and triggered extra intuition in the process of locating it.
The jacket is a navy blue zip-up lightweight -- good to wear in spring/fall. I like the fact that it is not a pullover. I like that when you sweat inside it, it doesn’t capture body odor. There’s a reason for that.
The jacket is close to 25-years-old, and I purchased it the first year I started to referee college basketball. The next season, the powers-that-be changed the jacket color to black, so the navy blue version became obsolete. I kept it to wear casually and comfortably. Designed for your warmup period before the basketball game, some material is used that keeps out (or absorbs) your BO way more effectively than any other jacket I have.
I wear it now to walk our dogs, go to the supermarket, and to run other errands. Slip it on, don’t need to zip it up, and off you go.
When I noticed I couldn’t find it (not necessarily “missing”) a few weeks back, I checked the typical locations where I toss it without thinking because I know I’ll put it on again soon. That included a post at the top of our stairway where I can quickly grab it conveniently to head out the door. I also looked on our bedroom floor, where I will put things I know I’m going to jump into the next morning. I examined the hall closet where it “should” be if I would ever properly hang it up.
Those were the basic hiding places and none turned it up. When you can’t find something, frustration ratchets up, and that often blocks your mind from functioning properly. You need to free-up those brain cells to trigger the extra intuition.
I didn’t do that right away, as my wife can attest. I kept looking in the same haunts, exclaiming loudly throughout the house about where the heck it could be. I thought through where I’d been the past two days, wondering what that meant in terms of where I’d laid it down.
And, of course, I checked the lost and found at our fitness center, where I’ve been known to forget things before. None yielded results.
I stepped back. Decided not to think about it for a while. Used that time to trigger extra intuition.
I looked at the problem differently, tracing where I’d been the previous day, knowing I’d had it then last. “Okay, so what were you doing,” I thought to myself, and the answer popped instantaneously. I’d played baseball and it was cold, so I’d worn the jacket to the game then put it into my carrying bag.
I didn’t even need to look into the closet for my baseball gear, instead yelling to my wife, “Honey, I know where my jacket is without even looking.”
“It’s in your baseball bag, isn’t it?,” she replied.
She triggered some extra intuition, too. Some of us have to work at it though.
This is also a bit of a love story. A love story of a jacket I’ve had for a LONG time. Which is why not being able to find it drove me crazy and triggered extra intuition in the process of locating it.
The jacket is a navy blue zip-up lightweight -- good to wear in spring/fall. I like the fact that it is not a pullover. I like that when you sweat inside it, it doesn’t capture body odor. There’s a reason for that.
The jacket is close to 25-years-old, and I purchased it the first year I started to referee college basketball. The next season, the powers-that-be changed the jacket color to black, so the navy blue version became obsolete. I kept it to wear casually and comfortably. Designed for your warmup period before the basketball game, some material is used that keeps out (or absorbs) your BO way more effectively than any other jacket I have.
I wear it now to walk our dogs, go to the supermarket, and to run other errands. Slip it on, don’t need to zip it up, and off you go.
When I noticed I couldn’t find it (not necessarily “missing”) a few weeks back, I checked the typical locations where I toss it without thinking because I know I’ll put it on again soon. That included a post at the top of our stairway where I can quickly grab it conveniently to head out the door. I also looked on our bedroom floor, where I will put things I know I’m going to jump into the next morning. I examined the hall closet where it “should” be if I would ever properly hang it up.
Those were the basic hiding places and none turned it up. When you can’t find something, frustration ratchets up, and that often blocks your mind from functioning properly. You need to free-up those brain cells to trigger the extra intuition.
I didn’t do that right away, as my wife can attest. I kept looking in the same haunts, exclaiming loudly throughout the house about where the heck it could be. I thought through where I’d been the past two days, wondering what that meant in terms of where I’d laid it down.
And, of course, I checked the lost and found at our fitness center, where I’ve been known to forget things before. None yielded results.
I stepped back. Decided not to think about it for a while. Used that time to trigger extra intuition.
I looked at the problem differently, tracing where I’d been the previous day, knowing I’d had it then last. “Okay, so what were you doing,” I thought to myself, and the answer popped instantaneously. I’d played baseball and it was cold, so I’d worn the jacket to the game then put it into my carrying bag.
I didn’t even need to look into the closet for my baseball gear, instead yelling to my wife, “Honey, I know where my jacket is without even looking.”
“It’s in your baseball bag, isn’t it?,” she replied.
She triggered some extra intuition, too. Some of us have to work at it though.