Now where did I put that toolbox...........?!

I have an ailment. I noticed it a few years back. It happens a lot between Halloween and Christmas. I can't remember where I put things! A perfect example of this is when I decorate for fall or Christmas. I will take down an object from the wall, place it in a logical place to retrieve after the holidays are over and when that time comes, I can't find it! This of course drives me nuts as I know the place I chose was logical, and I should be able to find it, and it also makes my famly think that I'm crazier than they even realized! Maddening I tell you! Well it seems I've forgotten something else these last few days and that would be my "tools for living" toolbox from AA. Yesterday I really needed it! Boy was I a _ _ _ ch! I wanted to be in control, I wanted everything to go my way, according to my plan, and I didn't want any lip from anyone. I mean really I can't understand why Grace and Sam were irritated when I dragged them away from their friends and made them get haircuts. And the attitude I got when my oldest had friends over and I told him to cut the lawn! (LOL) And then the house, the house! It's like they were all an auto pilot yesterday! I came home from working all day and spent 30 minutes just picking up the house so I could think....The nerve of these people! Don't they know I'm tired?! That I need some help here?! It was at this point that my phone rang. Noticing that it was my sponsor I picked it up.....and you know how you feel when God sends you a "kick in the pants"?! She was having a tough day. Her grandson that she raises had his cell phone stolen and she didn't have the $50.00 deductible to pay for a new one, she went to her storage locker in the apartment building she lives in and found that someone had stolen almost all her stuff....and the list went on. But she was laughing and upbeat saying "this too shall pass", and then she asked how I was doing, and I managed to croak out a very small "fine". Boy that phone call was a big spoonful of humility. After I hung up with her I marched upstairs and dropped my knees to the hardwood floor and prayed, and thanked God for giving me just what I need. A good swift kick in the pants. It was then that I spied my tool box, it was right where I had left it, next to pride, ego, pity etc... So finished talking with HP and hauled my butt downstairs, apologized to my children for being such a control freak, made a nice dinner, spent some time in my yard, and resolved to try to remember where I put things in the future. As a reminder the morning started a little crazy, my husband thinks the alternator is going on his car, so I needed to leave mine since Sam had an ortho appt. and swimming lessons... so I called my dad and asked to borrow his Yukon, he said of course, then on the way to work my "no leak" coffee thermos leaked flavored creamer all over my lunch cooler. So I spent five or more minutes cleaning that sticky mess up, but I probably needed to give the cooler a good cleaning anyway. Now my husband just called and said that he thinks the refrigerator is dying....so I'm off to grab my toolbox, and this time I know right where I put it.......