It is pretty obvious, looking at my room this morning, that my offspring come by their messy tendencies naturally.
You would think my small back pack and suitcase had exploded. In less than 48 hours, I can’t find anything.
With the best of intentions on arrival I had carefully stowed the contents of my suitcase in the schrank drawers. My knitting placed on the table, meds in the bathroom and computer on the desk.
“there” I though, “I am all set.”
Which is why, of course, tonight I found myself out in the Biergarten, social get-together without my wallet or cash.