Found it!
It's always in the last place you look. Happy to report that it was not far up my ass, partly up my ass or dangling near my ass like a dingleberry.
No stone was left unturned...yet it happened to be right there in front of me the entire time. Go figure.
I will wrap this whirlwind jam packed nonstop fleeting weekend with an exhale of a Jazz Hands deployment. Arms up. Flail hands. Breathe out.
Day one-hundred and thirty-nine complete.
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