I mentioned in my last post that Scott and I went out of town on Saturday night.
Well, about 8 minutes before it was time to pick up the babysitter, Samantha and I pulled into the driveway with a van loaded to the roof with groceries and stuff from our shopping trip to Costco and Superstore.
I quickly put the perishables in the fridge, and plopped all the non-perishables in the back room, still in the shopping bags, to unpack later.
While on the highway en route to the concert, I realized the two containers of cottage cheese we had purchased had never made it into the fridge.
I quickly called home and asked Samantha to please go to the back room, look through the unpacked bags, find the cottage cheese, and put it in the fridge.
I listened while she went downstairs, but after several minutes of searching, she said that none of the bags had the cottage cheese.
Scott suggested asking her to check the fridge, in case I lost my mind and had put them away without realizing it (which I had to admit was very likely).
She went up and checked. No cottage cheese.
I then asked her to get the keys, go outside and check the van to see if we forgot to bring one of the bags into the house.
A few minutes later she had found a grocery bag with the cottage cheese, which had been left forgotten in the van.
We hung up and went off to enjoy the concert.
Several hours later, when we returned home, the first thing we saw when we walked into the house was the grocery bag with the cottage cheese sitting on the floor.
Apparently, after all the trouble that went into finding it, Samantha forgot to actually put it inside the fridge. Go figure.