So, when my paper diary disappeared in the chaos of renovating, I noticed, but I didn't pay a lot of attention. It had to be here somewhere, I told myself. I only had it the other day, I told myself. I alternated between memorising the calendar and half-heartedly searching for it. As I searched, I came to realise other things were missing in action - my desk keys, my 2012 conference satchel that I take to writing group, notepads - the list went on and on. I became convinced I had accidentally thrown a bag or box out.
I tried not to panic but December bought a whole new challenge. My Christmas Card list, carefully cultivated over many years, was in the diary. All of my key dates relating to Christmas were also in the diary. Without it, I had no plan to work off. Mild panic morphed into desperate searching, and still no diary.
Today, I stopped searching for it, made a best guess list and started working on it. First stop, the storage shed to retrieve dining table chairs for Christmas Day. I was looking for my large platter (also still packed) when I discovered a bag that looked like kitchen gear. Hey presto, the missing diary, bag, keys and about twenty other things I hadn't realised were missing.
How could it be? I hadn't taken anything to the shed since mid year, and I was sure I had the diary in October. Well, actually I didn't. The elastic strap tells me I lost it on 28th July 2014. Right before the tiler arrived.
So, to all my friends and family whose birthday is in August - December, I apologise - I see I missed each and every one of you. Happy belated birthday. To everyone who doesn't have a Christmas Card yet - I'm working on it. To anyone else who had something scheduled with me and I didn't turn up - sorry about that. A quick flip through August and September confirms I may have missed a few things.
Moving forward, in 2015, I've gone for a combo diary/notebook from Personal Planners . I'm really happy with the result, and I've promised this diary I will keep it safe. No matter what.