Do you ever wake up and have the answer to the question?

About two years ago we bought a CO2 pellet gun. It used to be kept in a locked box under the seat of the Durango, but then it wasn’t there any more and I haven’t seen it for more than a year.

For reasons that many of you can probably guess, my husband went looking for it yesterday. He looked “everywhere.”
He said, “I remember seeing it not long ago….I was looking for something else, I don’t remember what it was….and I saw the box and remember thinking that it was in an odd place….” I had to interject, “If it was in an odd place, you are definitely the one who put it there!” He just looked at me…old argument! I tried to get him to work with me, do some brain storming but he wouldn’t.

I went to bed, woke up this morning and said to myself, “I know exactly where it is!”

Went to work, sent him an email, told him to look in the Durango where the spare tire was kept, and I’d do the same in the car, which I had with me.

It was in the car. Not in the spare tire well, but on top of it, under a pile of other junk.

While I was asleep my brain said, “Pssst! He was looking for the 4 way jack a while ago!” (Which he never found either…and that’s all it took. Put that together with the probability that it was in one of the cars and, viola! :) I mean, I knew where it was.

You ever do that?