Monday, November 21, 2011

Lost and Found ... Eventually

Molly called around 6 pm, asking if I had seen her shiny metallic wallet, the one that held her credit cards and driver's license. I told her I hadn't, but I would look at my house. I found nothing, except maybe how gross it was under my sectional couch.

I called her back and we retraced her steps. The last time she remembered seeing it was yesterday when she and I had gone Krogering. Although she remembered stuffing it in an outer pocket of her purse after checking out, she hadn't seen it since. She noticed it was missing when she went to get lunch today. We retraced every step she made after the grocery store. I went to her house and we went through her couch (underneath which was a yucky as mine), her bedroom (slightly cleaner but with bags of stuff from her car and baskets of clean/dirty laundry), and her car (clean only because she had hauled everything out to look for her keys there). We even drove to Kroger, just in case it was on the ground where we parked (sure - 24 hours later - but at that point we were getting desperate - Thanksgiving is in two days and she leaves for a cruise in four days. Things were going to be interesting if she had to cancel/reissue her credit cards and driver's license).

The good news was that we knew the wallet hadn't been stolen because none of the credit cards had been used (Molly had been checking constantly since she realized they were missing). It would seem that the wallet was somewhere in her personal territory - but where?

She called her friend who had come over for dinner, her cousin who had visited her this weekend, and her boyfriend who was one of the last people at her house. But still, no wallet. Two hours later, we decided to go check her office - just in case it had fallen out of her purse.

And there it was, in a box behind her desk. She had put her purse there and apparently the wallet had fallen out, not to be missed until she needed to pay for lunch. We had spent two hours searching, only to find it in the first place we probably should have looked.

What's the moral of this story? Get a big wallet and put a tracking device on it? Start looking for a missing item from the point when and where you realize it's first missing? Get a video camera and start making a video daily diary?

Maybe, but I like this moral of the story better: no matter how, no matter when, no matter why, it's always a blessing to have and be with family - especially when things turn out happily!

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Today's blessings: Steve's safe travel to Florida; first Christmas songs on radio; nice dudes helping with boxes at UHaul; getting Christmas order packages in the mail; picking up Boulevard Bolt bibs and tshirts; looking for wallet with Molly

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