Drooling into the Blanket Spread Over My Lap Can't Be Far Behind

Last weekend while cleaning up for Marc's play dates, I realized I couldn't find my new cheque books, the ones we need because the cheque format is changing. After spending significant time searching -- eventually everything was clean but I kept looking -- Angela said, "Are you sure you weren't supposed to go pick them up at the credit union?" A quick call confirmed that they'd been waiting for me at the branch since December. Doh!