When I worked at my friend Steph's farmer's market, we always played a version of "Where's Waldo?" except it was "Where's Steph's coffee mug?" It was part of life on the farm.
We are in the process of moving and all at once I'm playing the same game: carry my coffee cup, someone asks me where something is or needs me somewhere, put the cup down, and then do an all out search and rescue to find that cup filled with the keep-me-sane elixir. It's all part of a crazy, exciting day.
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