 I don't know where my leg is, and this isn't some amputee joke about, I lost my leg, I actually lost my leg. I live alone, there's no one to blame but myself. But I genuinely don't know where I put it. I've been using my walking crutch to get around the house and apparently I put my leg somewhere unusual. Oftentimes it's right here next to my bed so I can put it on when I get up. Nope. Or maybe it's over by my wheelchair. Nope. The other place I routinely put it when I clean it is in my bathroom. Nope. It's not like it walked off on its own, right? This is a really dumb problem to have. Also not by my couch. The other place I go to sit down. Don't know. No leg today. I didn't go anywhere without it so it has to be on the main floor. They're like sleepwalk and put it in a closet? No. Only shoes, no foot. So it's about 10 minutes later and I feel like an idiot. Allow me to show you where it was because I have located the foot, weird sentence out of context. It was hiding behind the leg of my table. Safe and sound. Why didn't you tell me, Sophie? Crisis averted.