I really should just clean my house someday-updated-again!

I lost my Tigers Hat. You know, Detroit Tigers hat. It's blue, has an orange D on it.

No, there's not a better photo of me in the hat.

This is very similar to when I lost my planner. But I really don't have time to destroy, rearrange, then clean the whole house looking for my beloved hat.

Yes, if the damn thing is so beloved, maybe I shouldn't have lost it in the first place. Well, it sort of smelled bad. It was my summer adventure hat, and at the end of summer, it, like me, was getting a wee bit ripe.

Ah, maybe I'll go check the garage.

UPDATE:

Not a single one of these is the missing hat. They were other missing hats that I found. But they are not the hat I was actually looking for. But I did gather this bit of knowledge, when I find my hat, it will be covered in cat hair.


IMPORTANT UPDATE!!!
I found my hat!! It's not covered in cat hair, it wasn't destinking in the garage, I had put it lovingly away in the hall closet. It was just shoved too far back for me to see without a flashlight.

Now that brings up another sob story.