A New Hobby

I have a new hobby. It's not a hobby I enjoy. I would like to stop, but don't know how. So, what's my new hobby? Looking for things.

I wanted to go somewhere, but my purse was missing. It had to be in the house. It wasn't on the table where I always keep it, so I was wandering in circles looking. I expanded my search to the car and garage. It was nowhere. Happening to look down, there was something hot pink dangling from my arm. It was my purse.

A few days ago the same thing happened with my keys, only that time I hung them up with the dog leads in the closet. I must have spent a half hour looking under every bush in the yard and combing the hillside. I figured that Murphy must have carried them outside.

A week ago I was looking for my glasses. I found them on top of my head.

I have more examples, but I think that you get the idea. I would have so much more free time if I could find a new hobby.