It's someplace. Under a pillow? Behind the couch? In the trash can?
Nope, not there. Hold on— She’s wondering. Kitchen!
Junk drawer: A light bulb, calculator, notepads, and a ruler are among the mess. She’s still looking. But what? For something. Hands keep digging—a vacuum attachment. A red tube with white stuff dried around the edges, super glue.
Shuffling. Searching. Scrambling.
There it is— the instructions to the waffle maker.
"What's for breakfast?" Her husband yells from another room.
But before she answers— she twists a light bulb into an empty socket over the sink, writes a reminder note to clean out the junk drawer, underlines the word mess with a ruler, vacuums up breadcrumbs from under the kitchen table, calculates balance in checking account, and glues the handle back onto a coffee cup.
"Waffles." She calls back. "Hmmm… now, where did I put that waffle maker?" Scatterbrain is scratching her head.