You need a magnet on a long handle. I use mine to sweep for pins & such before the grandbabies come over. It looks a little like a metal detector, but smaller. Just keep it away from your computerized machine, iPhone, laptop, etc.
This post made me snort out loud with laughter. From this, can we assume the hook was never found? I just spent 20 minutes looking for the metal tape measure. Three times I looked in the room that I eventually found it in, lying extended in the doorway. It's not age, it's the number of simultaneous events we process at once. Although truth be told, I think I wasn't this way till I had children. I lost my ability to balance a checkbook without a calculator then, and its been downhill ever since.
The hook is currently unavailable. It will surface. When I was in graduate school, and a single mother, I misplaced my house keys. I was so distraught. I replaced the locks on the apartment myself and at my expense. Three or four weeks later I found them, behind the curtain on a bedroom window seat. I expect the hook will find me again sometime soon.
Me too! - Unfortunately the floor of my studio is deck boards with a space in between each one (converted partioned end of our garage). I'm just looking at vinyl for the floor as I am fed up of pins, needles, screws and bits of attachments dropping through the gaps - then having to lift the boards to try and find them!
It is a week and I still can't find my bent tip tweezers that I never walked out of the studio with.
ReplyDeleteYou need a magnet on a long handle. I use mine to sweep for pins & such before the grandbabies come over. It looks a little like a metal detector, but smaller. Just keep it away from your computerized machine, iPhone, laptop, etc.
ReplyDeleteHave one.
DeleteI'm the same way. Does this mean we're getting old???? I hope not.
ReplyDeleteThis post made me snort out loud with laughter.
ReplyDeleteFrom this, can we assume the hook was never found?
I just spent 20 minutes looking for the metal tape measure. Three times I looked in the room that I eventually found it in, lying extended in the doorway. It's not age, it's the number of simultaneous events we process at once. Although truth be told, I think I wasn't this way till I had children. I lost my ability to balance a checkbook without a calculator then, and its been downhill ever since.
The hook is currently unavailable. It will surface. When I was in graduate school, and a single mother, I misplaced my house keys. I was so distraught. I replaced the locks on the apartment myself and at my expense. Three or four weeks later I found them, behind the curtain on a bedroom window seat. I expect the hook will find me again sometime soon.
DeleteMe too! - Unfortunately the floor of my studio is deck boards with a space in between each one (converted partioned end of our garage). I'm just looking at vinyl for the floor as I am fed up of pins, needles, screws and bits of attachments dropping through the gaps - then having to lift the boards to try and find them!
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