Now where did I pack that?

So, today was the first of what I’m sure will be many, “Now where did I pack that?”

I’ve been in Massachusetts for less than a week, and I need to travel to California for work. One of the things I usually do before leaving/packing is take a look at the weather. I’m headed to Monterey, CA for the Hewlett OER Grantees Meeting–and rain is in the forecast. Ok, no problem. I have lots of high-tech gear, jackets, pants, and so on.

Wait a second…”Now where did I pack that Gortex jacket of mine?”

Crap, I think I might’ve packed it in a wardrobe box that I left in storage. Crap. I wonder if that box is near the front of the 10’x20′ storage unit. (That’s another story, that storage unit.) Well, one way to find out. Hop in the car and drive the few miles over to the storage unit. Uh, oh. I’m not seeing the box toward the front. Well, I’m here now…it’s worth going in a few feet to see if it’s at least close. Nope, of course not.

Drat. This might be an expensive mistake. Either I’m gonna need to find a friend who can help me unpack the unit (as it was I was utilizing some of my climbing skills to check out what I did search through). Or, I’m going to have to replace that Gortex jacket and a couple others. Oh well.

Turns out I’m smarter than I think I am <insert joke here>. I in fact, packed the jackets I was looking for in one of the plastic crates that was sitting in my closet. As I was driving home from the storage unit, I thought about what I might have done with those jackets. Yep, I was thinking ahead and packed them in a crate I knew was supposed to end up in the apartment. Phew.

Like I said at the start, I’m sure this will not be the first or last, “Now where did I pack that?”

(In fact, I’m looking for the little measuring cup that goes to my rice maker…it’s got to be in one of the boxes for my kitchen somehwere.)