On an almost-weekly basis, I lose my wallet.
Not LOSE-lose (knock on wood), but it's not in my purse (where it's supposed to be).
Yoshi can attest to the frequency upon which I dump out the contents of my purse, then my messenger bag, mutter beneath my breath about how I need to clean my desk, start digging in the pile of shit in my desk, and generally freak out about how I can't find my wallet. And then Yoshi says, "Did you check your car?" And 99.9% of the time, I find it in my car.
The sad thing is, once I get over the immediate panic of losing the damn thing, I forget that it happened and don't do a better job of putting my wallet away where it's supposed to be.
Reading Christine's story about losing her keys at WalMart (ok, she didn't lose them... someone stole her cart) made me remember that it happened again last night.
Now, I don't know why I have to panic before going out to my car. I don't know why I don't just look in the car before I panic, but I swear, the moment my wallet is "missing" I freak out and start thinking about everything replaceable and irreplaceable in the wallet & how I'm going to have to call a million different places to get all my credit cards and stuff back.
I also don't know why Yoshi puts up with this all-too-often routine. I'm surprised I haven't been whacked upside the head by now for it.
And my KEYS! Yoshi bought/mounted an Ikea keyholder right by the door so that I'd never lose them in the house. But a few weeks ago, I had to borrow the YoshiMobile to work because I was late and still couldn't find my keys by the time I had to leave for work. And sometime later that day, Yoshi found my keys behind the couch.
What is the lesson I've learned from the constant disappearances of my wallet and keys?
Evidently nothing.
Posted by jozjozjoz at November 13, 2003 11:25 AM | TrackBackOkay.. you have just recounted the story of my life.. replace Joz and Yoshi with Shannon and Tim and we've got a separated at birth episode going on here.. I'm so bad with my keys and my purse. Thank goodness I've got rockstar daughters who don't mind helping their absentminded mom find her things! :)
Posted by: Shannon at November 13, 2003 11:46 AMThat's okay.
I lost my mind a few years ago and haven't seen a trace of it since. Consider yourself lucky.
Posted by: Mike at November 13, 2003 12:15 PM::jozjozjoz::, you should get together and trade stories with my YorkieMom. (If she's willing to admit to anyone else how frequently it happens to her.) Her most frequently missing items:
a) television remotes (honey, change the channel for me.)
b) the portable telephone (which only she uses)
c) her reading glasses (two pair, I believe)
d) her car/house/school keys (no, you can't take my car, *I* need it to go to work.)
e) her prescription drug plan card
f) her supermarket loyalty discount card
When you consider that our modest home has less than 1800 square feet on only one floor, with only eight rooms (including the two bathrooms) it astounds me how things can become "lost" so easily. Oh, YorkieMom has learned almost exactly as much as you from the years of constant disappearances. Don't feel too bad.
Posted by: keith at November 13, 2003 12:56 PMFirst of all, I think those "grocery loyalty cards" are meant to be lost. There was a time period where nearly everyone was coming out with plastic cards, starbucks, the gap, grocery stores...it drove me nuts cuz I had a SEPARATE WALLET for all of those...soon I learned Vons had a secret code for its employees...555-555-5555. And I felt so cool using it and trashing that Vons card. Am not sure if it still works. Now I just wink at the man behind me and ask to borrow his. :0 Anyway, Joz, for the first time ever...amongst all going on I "lost lost" my wallet. And you know how I am all sentimental about fashion....and things...so I first miss the wallet...I replaced all the credit cards, and realized now i have to call every fricken' place that auto deducts...car payment, health insurance...I have not made it to the dmv...please come support me through that one...and for a week i had no access to money...it was driving me nuts. I would say, can i write a check, they would say "sure, do you have your license?" Aghh...I walked around with my passport for the past two weeks. Really....learn this one from me...who is an orderly control freak to the most "anal" degree...PLEASE BE CAREFUL WHERE YOU PLACE YOUR WALLET. I am not looking forward to also supporting you through the DMV experience...do it for me, Joz. :) XOXO, miss you...GG
Posted by: Genevieve Gallen at November 13, 2003 03:30 PMok. Now I'm thoroughly convinced we are twins. I do this far more often than I like to admit. It's called let's help Meeta find her cell phone...and usually its in my car...under the passenger seat. All my friends tell me, did you check the car, um...no. Because that would be the sensible thing to do while I'm freaking but ahhh :) nice to know I'm not the only one out there.
Posted by: Meeta at November 13, 2003 09:03 PMGenevieve, that sounds like such a frickken nightmare! You had SUCH a gorgeous wallet, too!
I would be crushed if I LOST-lost my wallet... not just for the stuff in contained, but also because it is a very nice Coach wallet that I'm not sure that they make anymore.
So reading your comment made me very aware of where I put my wallet yesterday after using it.
Hugs... (we see each other soon, right?!)
Posted by: :: jozjozjoz :: at November 14, 2003 10:21 AMOften the test of courage is not to die, but to live.
Posted by: Hubbard Cristin at May 3, 2004 03:37 AMIf you understand, things are as they are. If you do not understand, things are as they are.