Lost

I am really starting to earn this title.

Yesterday after shul I went into the back yard to move some stuff under the deck so it wouldn't get wet. As it was already drizzling, I worked quickly, then ran inside.

This morning I was looking for my Tefillin. All things get put away Wednesday morning, so I looked first in the closet, then on the table, then a side table. No Tefillin. I thought maybe I left them is shul yesterday. So I went over to check, no Tefillin. I then went back home, checked all the chairs, back tot eh closet, all the while stomping around the house muttering.

I then remembered that I had gone to the backyard straight from shul yesterday, with dread, I went into the back yard. I saw my Tefillin where I had put them, on a ledge. I approached with great dread, as it had rained all day yesterday. expecting to pick up a soggy, very heavy bag.

However, the bag was light, and the contents were dry, protected by the deck and the plastic outside bag. I breathed a major sign of relief.

As the saying in Psalms goes, G-d protects the fools. Or Dummkopfs