It isn’t the cookie molds but almost as good . . the pasta drying rack.
I hadn’t made pasta in ages and I knew it was not with the pasta maker but wasn’t sure where it was so I was happy to come across it.
Today I was thinking that we’ve been through enough stuff that the cookie molds HAVE to be upstairs somewhere. I told myself I was going to go up there and search til I found them. I didn’t find them.
I keep thinking I know what they’re in but today I decided to leave no stone unturned and look in every single possible spot. I opened boxes, tubs I couldn’t see through but they are just nowhere.
What I did find was a bottle that a mouse has meticulously filled with wheat that he stole from goodness knows where. I didn’t think I had any that they could get into but when I find it, the whole batch will have to be tossed.
The mice get into everything so if it isn’t in a box that’s taped and taped some more; or a container that has a tight seal, they get into it.
Thank goodness we have a feral cat that sleeps up there. Obviously Cat sleeps like I do . . dead to the world.