Who's Smarter: Me, or Me?

I am sick of outwitting myself.

I spent the better part of the week looking for Iz's glasses (the magic lenses ones, not the backups she's been wearing lately). I cleaned and organized the entire upstairs, plus the kids' room, in looking for them amidst the usual drifting piles of crap. I went through all the recyclables, and ***BARF*** two big fetid bags of trash.

They were in her backpack, where I had put them so they wouldn't get lost.