Four words I never want to utter, nor think about. Yet today I did. Was sure my wallet was in my pocket, as I placed it there, or at least I thought I did when I was distracted.
Needless to say this morning as I knocked over some papers, bent to pick it up, I dropped my wallet in the process. Without realizing this, I walked outta the house, got to work, and didn’t have a clue.
Of course, I needed to get some coffee, and I reached for my wallet, only to find it wasn’t there, and I had no clue as to where I misplaced it. I retraced my steps, and it wasn’t outside. I went into panic mode. I got permission to go look for it, and went home thinking it may have fallen in my patio.
Over time I found where I dropped it, which was a relief, but I was rather dismayed that I could have potentially had my info and bank card stolen. That’s all I need within the course of my day to be saddled with the drama of freezing my card, replacing my items, and just feeling ok.
Since I was able to calm down some, I’ve been trying to be grateful and should do some writing, which I haven’t, but for me, starting with a blog post helps put me in a writing frame of mind.
Happy creative endeavors.