Household Archaeology, Part Two

My house must suck.  By that, I mean that it surely has some vacuum or magnetic characteristic by which inanimate objects are just drawn in to be left behind, like a huge black hole in the universe. The objects either fade into the background, not to be seen at the time folks depart, or they are lost in plain sight.  It messes with my mind.

When I wrote the first edition of this post, Household Archaeology, I thought that I had surely found all of the hidden treasures left behind by my grandchildren (who were here, by the way, back in early August).  But I was wrong.  Just last week, I opened a drawer in the computer desk in the living room--a drawer that never gets used--and stuffed inside was a ball cap that the children got as a freebie from the State Fair.  Okay....NOW I have found everything that got left behind, right? WRONG AGAIN!  Just this morning, my friend Adam, who had stayed here post-surgery last week, sent me an Instant Message inquiring if he had left some pill bottles behind.  He'd had his things in Robin's room, and I hadn't been in the room since he left....but there were his pill bottles (three of them) on the dresser.

Surely that was the end of the dig?  Nope!  While I was in Robin's room getting Adam's pill bottles, I discovered, in plain view, a tube of deodorant.  Not mine, and probably not Adam's.  My guess is that Robin left it behind.  How could I not have seen it before????

I am tentatively declaring this particular dig for artifacts closed because....guess what?  The family will be here this weekend, and I can start the whole process all over again when they depart!!