Wahaaaaa! (sung in angelic tones)

Just after typing my last post, I took a deep breath, focused my chi, and pondered the meaning of the cosmos.  Just then, one more place to look appeared within my mind, and before I knew it, my body was taking me there of its own volition.  There I looked, and I beheld with my own eyes, the pen for which I had been searching.  Angelic choruses rang clearly through the air as I took a wide stance and held the mighty pen aloft.

It was in a bag that I had already searched three times and not found it.  But then I remembered it had a sleeping bag pouch on one end.  The thought occurred to me that it might have somehow been concealed by the folds of the pouch.  As I fished around, I caught hold of it.  Sweet victory at last.  Now I can get busy with some artwork!

Argh, and double Argh!

I am so frustrated right now.  I finally work up some motivation to get some artwork done, and the pen for my pentablet has vanished from the face of the earth.  I have searched high and low, far and wide, but it is nowhere to be found.  I don't know what could have possibly happened to it.

I've considered the possibility of one of my daughters having grabbed it and walked off with it somewhere, but I've looked anyplace I can fathom that they might have put it (pretty much our whole house), and I can't find it anywhere.  I just know as soon as I buy a replacement for it, it will turn up somewhere.

All the time I've spent searching for it, I could have done a lot of artwork in that time.  Grrrrrr!