the last place you'd look

this morning i had a bear of a time trying to find my shoes (i never knew how appropriate equating a struggle to that of a bear could really be...i was wrong). first i checked in the living room, then in the office, the kitchen, on my bedroom floor and in the bathroom. nowhere. i would have never guessed that i actually put the shoes where they belonged the night before...but there they were, in the last place i looked, in the closet where shoes should be. this is the price of organization on an unorganized mind.

speaking of phrases: "it'll probably be in the last place you look" is a funny one. why would anyone looking for something continue to search after seeing the object? of course it's going to be in the last place you look, because once you find it you should really stop looking.