Okay so here's the story.

Okay so you know how on Saturday I was gone basically all day due to music festival. Well today I needed to bring my clarinet to school and being so disorented with such a odd weekend I didn't remember if I had brought my clarinet home or not (which you know I'm being serious because yesterday I couldn't find my glasses when I put them on the coffee table) which REALLY ticked off my mom because its a VERY expensive clarinet and it was a gift to her by my step-grandpa. Well I was an emotional wreck through the school day and I was slowly searching my memories for what happened Saturday after we got home from Wamego (which was where the festival was at) well I finalyl come to the realization that it was sitting on a chair in our dinning room this whole time. I'm very lucky that I found it or else I would be undergoing torture at the moment.