That´s me to a tee

Since my friend will come tomorrow for an early crafting afternoon- after all there are more than enough politicians willing to do another closedown for all, not only for those who defy vaccination- I wanted to try out if the things I had planned for us to do would work. Did a few experimental pairs of popsicle stick skis- check. Did two snowmen- check. Did a tiny shed for the reindeer- check. Finally I wanted to do a model of an angel, the one with the wooden bead for a head (wiseheart knows which one I am talking about). No check. I was not able to find the bag with beads I had bought yesterday. I wreaked havoc in the kitchen, the living room, the studio- no beads. Had I left them in the shopping cart? Had they fallen out when walking to the car? No. They hadn´t. After the first wave of shock then ire I took the shopping bag with the cat food to the upper bathroom. And there they were, next to the kibble. I had not even unpacked them. But instead of using my brain I had gone ballistic. I should have known there was a good chance that sometime during stowing away my purchasings I lost interest in the process and went to do something more interesting. Whatever! Beads are back, the angel will stay headless until tomorrow, and best thing is hubby has put a bottle of prosecco in the fridge. My man is capable of learning, wow!