It’s bad enough that I suffer from single sock syndrome (SSS), but it got even worse. I put a sock that I’d just finished knitting somewhere safe so that when it came time to knit the second one, I’d know where it was.
Yup – you saw it coming didn’t you?
3 weeks later, I finally found it – folded oh so carefully at the bottom of a totebag I never use. I can’t even claim a senior moment because I haven’t turned 40 yet (see me in August).
But before I lost it again, I took a picture of it 
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Now where did I put that pattern….