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madbakerI don't usually hate Mondays. However, getting ready to leave for work this morning - "where's my wallet?"
Huh. Not on table, not on dresser. Must be in box from event Saturday, or in wife's purse.
Nope. Okay, now I'm concerned. Check car. Now I'm worried. Get wife up and have her look everywhere she can think of while I turn house and car upside-down several times.
Still nothing. The last time I knew I had it was at Skyline Park Saturday. I'm not seeing any activity on the credit cards, so I'm hoping that the wallet is somewhere in the house. I really don't want to have to get all new cards, driver's license, and so forth. That's far more annoying than losing the just-gone-to-the-ATM cash in the wallet.
Huh. Not on table, not on dresser. Must be in box from event Saturday, or in wife's purse.
Nope. Okay, now I'm concerned. Check car. Now I'm worried. Get wife up and have her look everywhere she can think of while I turn house and car upside-down several times.
Still nothing. The last time I knew I had it was at Skyline Park Saturday. I'm not seeing any activity on the credit cards, so I'm hoping that the wallet is somewhere in the house. I really don't want to have to get all new cards, driver's license, and so forth. That's far more annoying than losing the just-gone-to-the-ATM cash in the wallet.
