Lost and found.

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I wonder: if I find what I keep on losing, do I have to worry about my ability to lose things or be happy because I find them? First I lost my tweezer. Man lotters probably will not worry about this. But I´m sure that many women lotters would be worried if this happened to them. The tweezer was found hidden in my laptop when I moved it to make my bed for the second time to see if it was there. Then I lost the book I was reading. I promise you I had it in my hands! A long time later I found it in the dining room. How did it walk to the dining room table, I ask myself? This happens because I still try to multitask. I´m sure the tweezers fell there when I tried to read something about Macron, the President of France who will visit us soon. I was 1. mylotting 2. listening to news 3. using my tweezers. Of course the thinguie was left on the laptop while I scrolled down. President Macron is incredibly attractive! And young. And quite intelligent too, it seems. I just finished my dinner. I ate a piece of trout but I added too much salt. In is not my day to do things, friends. See you. Now I´ll just mylot.