I never do the same thing the same way two times in a row. Well, maybe twice but NEVER three times in a row. I shared about this at a meeting last night and one of the women there said that she had trouble filing because she has the same trait. I understand that.
File something under “Work” one month, start another file labelled “Employment” the next, and end up starting a third labelled “Job” when I can’t find the other two. I would immediately buy a set of keys and purse that emitted a noise so I could find them. At least the cell phone rings or vibrates when I lose it.
While this might keep a CIA hit man from shooting me-since I don’t travel to and from work the same way-it is a trait that has caused me delay and annoyance. I have misplaced my wallet today and I’m making pacts with God that I will mend my inconsistent ways if I find it.
I’ve shaken down my house, Bob’s house, the trash, the car…but no wallet. I’ve recounted my steps, retraced my path…nope. Can’t find it. I am so distracted by this that even Bob’s son, who is my rider to work each morning, noticed and asked if I were ok. “Fine,” I answered tersely.
When I nearly missed the exit to his job and had to cross three lanes of traffic and solid white lines with jiggle bars to get there, I had to confess that I’d lied and that I was self absorbed with my lost wallet. He, of course, rapid fired places I’d already checked.
I told him the only place I haven’t looked is his dad’s truck. We rode together to the meeting last night and I’m holding hope that I left it there. No point in texting him about it. He parks miles away from the gate and KOS is a little bit weirdo about employees taking off in the middle of the day.
The good news is that I don’t have any cash and my bank account is on a money diet. I’m pretty sure my voter’s reg and aquarium membership have minimal value to any but me. In my case, Iago’s quote, “Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing” is really true.
So, I can obsess a little longer and wait until 5:30 when Bob goes to his truck.
Psssst!!!! It was in Bob’s truck!