Shellie's patience. She's always losing things, ask anyone who lives with her. So it was bound to happen sooner or later. She's misplaced it several times but it always turned up. This time, she really lost it. She is searching high and low but it is really lost. It might help her find it without the clutter of malfunctioning, belligerent computers and printers and disobedient, distracted, disorganized dis-interested students living under her roof. If things didn't take 400 times longer than they should, (slight exaggeration) maybe she would have time to finish fixing her files and paying her bills and mopping that kitchen floor that she so very very desperately needs to mop in order to not lose that one last thread of sanity.
Maybe, just maybe if the only fruits of a day without work and the kids in school could at very least be that she managed to print all the documents she needed to put in her class notebook, she would feel better about all the things left undone. But no, printing 8 documents was beyond the capacity of the combined capabilities of 3 computers and 2 printers and assorted flash drives. WHO PUT THIS CURSE ON HER?????