No Lost, No Found

All day I thought I had lost my mala beads, the ones that had been blessed by Lama Namse. I had looked for half an hour this morning before going to clean the Mansion House. Turns out I had left them in a shirt pocket during some kind of cold/medication/exhaustion delirium. By the way, no one has found the Leonard Cohen novel yet. I may have to re-release it if nobody snags it inside a week. I wonder if Bookcrossing has some kind of protocol on that?