I’m so frustrated with myself. No clue when was the last time I’ve seen this thing (wallet of crochet hooks). Yesterday I searched every project bag, every bag of my yarn stash, every drawer, nook and cranny where I might have put it absent-mindedly. I just went through them all again today. I have memories of seeing it on the breakfast table, on my desk (where the cat tried to annihilate the decorative tassle on its zipper), and in a project bag. I’ve moved it somewhere. I want to start a new project but need a hook of unusual size that is in the wallet. I haven’t been motivated to crochet in a while, and I caught a spark over the weekend by finishing up another project. Blegh. Fuck.
Thank you for reading my rant while I wallow in self-loathing.
P.S. This thing is neon fucking pink and bigger than a paperback book. I must have a forgotten project bag smushed into a closet or left out in the camper. I thought I accounted for all my half-started projects though.
I’ve been starting with just my phone, since it’s what I lose the most. If it’s not in my pocket, it has a designated spot in each room, mostly next to where I usually sit. Since it’s something I use a lot throughout the day, I get a lot of practice at making the habit.
For other things, I really like the launchpad approach. I keep my wallet, keys, sunglasses, coins, etc. in a box right by the door. The first thing I do when I get home is empty my pockets and put everything in that box. That way it’s always there. Unless my partner takes it lol