Some days I barely have it together. Tonight was one of those days. I was cooking dinner and something didn’t seem quite right. I normally put things away as I use them but I couldn’t seem to find the can of chicken broth I had opened. I was sure I had a memory of putting it in the fridge but I couldn’t find it. It wasn’t sitting on the counter and I was sure I had set it on a shelf. I even looked in the recycling. No luck. I finally chalked it up to craziness and moved on. After dinner, I was unloading the dishwasher and opened a cabinet door. Imagine my surprise to find my missing can of chicken broth – with my glass measuring cups…
I’m just thankful I didn’t find it days later.