Have you ever been looking for something and it was right under your nose?

This morning was walking from my office to the house to get a glass of water. My office is about 50ft behind my house. I looked down and their was my glasses. One of the stims (is that spelled correctly…oh well) to my glasses had broken. Started looking for the stim, and looked, and looked, and “low and behold,” I had the glasses in my mouth when the stim broke. grrrr..

Does anyone know what the “here-after” disease is? Well, everytime I go in another room, I say to myself, “what am i here after!

Tell us a story about looking for something and it was “under your nose” the whole time. Please, make me feel better that I’m not the only one that does these kind of things.