sunshine0221's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Be Careful what You Wish For Be Careful What You Wish For� I know I�ve been semi-whining about the lack of excitement in my life, but I should have been more specific � I�m looking for GOOD excitement, not Realize-30-Miles-Outside- Of-Town-At-The-Gas-Station-On-the-Way-To-Iowa-City-That-My-Wallet-Is-Not-In-My-Purse excitement. Luckily the gas station knows me, they took a check (glad I don�t use the attached check thingie in my wallet) with no ID, no questions asked. I was taking mom to the dentist again, we pooled our money and had around $35. Not enough for lunch and prospective book purchases. My next thought was, �No prob, I�ll just use my ATM card to get some cash.� Followed by, �Oh CRAP, it�s in my WALLET� (along with my driver�s license, AmEx card, and most of my cash). I dropped mom off at the dentist after we carefully split up our money. I ended up with $18.00. After mailing some books, I had $13. I dropped off some stuff at the consignment store, and woohoo there was an $87 credit for stuff that had sold. Which I couldn�t get out without ID. I stopped at the Goodwill to book shop. Found some great books, and wondered if they take checks. Not without ID, nosiree. So I budgeted myself and spent around $11. So now I�m down to $2, plus the change at the bottom of my purse. I also couldn�t stop worrying that I would get stopped by the cops for something, the one day in the past 25 years that I don�t have my driver�s license. I have never been so careful about sticking to the speed limit. I went and picked up mom, and we had lunch. Down to $7 between us now. Went back to the consignment store, where mom could get the bucks out, as she had not lost her wallet. �Cept they didn�t have cash, so wrote a check, which again mom could cash as she actually had ID on her. Went back to Goodwill, I found some more books, and then I hit the shopping jackpot � I found a Dooney & Bourke purse, in mint condition, with a matching D & B wallet inside. For $1.38. As in one dollar and thirty eight cents. Total retail value approximately $400. I love thrift stores. I made it home with no police experiences, and went into my office and checked my desk, where I was sure I had left my wallet. It wasn�t there. No wallet. Nada, nothing, arrrghhh! I would post a picture of it, except it would horrify my readers. My office looks like Barnes & Noble exploded. I have boxes and bags and piles of books everywhere. I could lose an elephant in my office � my poor wallet didn�t stand a chance. After much whining, help from the mom, book organizing, and promises to God that I will never, ever complain about anything ever again if He would just help me find my wallet, I looked over to the spot next to my desk where my wallet definitely hadn�t been, and it was there!!! Woo!! I kissed my driver�s license, and my AmEx card, and my cash, and then started to wonder what will happen the first time I break my promise to The Big Guy. Which, hey, let�s face it, I gotta complain sometimes. So all in all a good day. Cool purse, no speeding tickets, scrounged enough cash to do everything I needed to do, and I found my wallet. Just don�t be standing next to me when I start the complaining. 8:49 p.m. - May 29, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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