We lost our universal adapter. We lose a lot of things. Surprisingly our heads are still attached. Probably because the kids can't walk off with them. And I need that universal adapter. I actually found the end to it in my sewing drawer. We all know I need the end in all sorts of sewing projects. I have no idea what it was doing in there, I was just checking every drawer. I looked under sofas and book cases, in the Dh's dresser, under beds, everywhere. Except on top of the cabinets.
I am too short to see on top of the cabinets even on the step stool. So I climbed on top of the counters. Yes, I know we tell the kids not to do this, I'm still trying to think up an excuse. I found 2 tomatoes the kids threw up there, they were dehydrated and looked like potpourri. Don't ask why the kids were throwing tomatoes, or why I never cleaned it (they are still up there). Just file it away under, "I don't want to know." But I did not find the adapter. There was one cabinet left on the side. A side that happens to have dirty dishes still there waiting to go in the dish washer. So I gingerly climbed up there but couldn't see on top. I could only stand on the edge where there were no dishes. So I reached my hand up there, hoping not to find another tomato or worse a mouse or a trantula. I feel dust. Then I feel....something. Its crunchy and flacky. I pull my hand back as I jump. Remember I am standing on the edge of the counter. I grab the cabinet to keep from falling to an embarrasing death. Thankfully the cabinet held my momminess, if you know what I mean. I push the dishes away with my feet so I can look up there, afraid of what I might find. It wasn't the adaptor.
It was a rose the Dh gave me a couple years ago. Apparently I put it up there when I couldn't find a place for it somewhere else. So don't go sticking your hand in dark places, especially if you are standing on the edge of a counter. The adapter is still missing.