Wallet… Where?

Oh my goodness. Where to begin? My wallet sprouts legs on a regular basis these days. One would think that in some deep part of my soul I was wishing to get rid of it. Or perhaps I’m longing for a new life, as my wallet pretty much sums up my existence.

One day last week I grabbed subs for dinner and when I picked up the bag of sandwiches and turned to leave I completely forgot about my wallet, which remained on the counter for anybody to take. Yikes! Luckily the woman working behind the counter spotted my wallet and tucked it into the back office for safe keeping. (thank-you thank-you thank-you)

The following night, after meeting up with a dear friend and her eldest two children, I misplaced my wallet again. Ughhhh. This time it slipped between the seat and the console in our van. I realized it was missing when I went to retrieve some change for a ‘hot lunch’ for Daniel.

Not that I’m particularly superstitious, but these things seem to happen in threes. I’m wait in fear for the third time I misplace my wallet. With any luck it will turn up again as easily as it did the first two times. Fingers crossed.

About Christine N

I'm married to Daryle, Mom to two wonderful boys - Daniel and Andy.
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