Where did it go?

I thought I had lost my passport. I was convinced that it had not made it to my current apartment, and I was sorely vexed. I decided that I needed to clean up my room more thoroughly than I had ever cleaned up before, just to find it. I searched my suitcases - no passport. I did find a network cable that had gone missing at some point (possibly when I packed to go to Germany), and my old toothbrush, which had disappeared on my way home. I searched my dresser drawers - no passport. I searched my file box, where I had previously kept it - no passport. I searched the drawer of my bedside table - and found it. I don't remember putting it there, but apparently I had. The funny this was, I had looked there before, poking around the overly fully drawer, curious if it was there. I guess I hadn't been too concerned before because it was right there.
And then I was sitting on my bed, looking at my somewhat haphazard room, wondering what to do. I had suddenly lost my motivation for cleaning up. After consideration, I decided to clean up anyway, but I lost steam halfway through. It's better than it was, but still needs some work.
Now read this.