Lost again

I can lose earrings in so many ways. I think I must be one of very few people who’s ever lost both earrings at once (not while wearing them—I think they got thrown away, to tell you the truth, because I certainly scoured the house and couldn’t find them, and we’re talking days and days). I lost one of my favorite earrings tonight, I think at Will’s daycare. My husband patiently swept the parking lot with the car headlights on our way home from the bookstore last night, once I realized it was gone, and my sweet children were very worried about the whole thing. Will kept asking, “Mommy, did you found it?” while Laura was promising to buy me something special to make it up to me. I looked briefly in all the places I thought it might be, and now I’m giving it up. It’s gone. Maybe I can make art with the other one—I envision a whole piece, maybe titled “Lost and Found.”