Robyn Blathers On. Again.

Random musings

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

I can't find my wallet and I'm ready to rip handfuls of hair from my scalp.

Today's task was to make 8 hours worth of work in 4 hours, mostly in Dexter's two hours of nap, and then deliver by 5pm. Needless to say, I was very focused to the task at hand, and somewhat panicked the entire time.

I somewhat remember Dexter getting my wallet out of the bag I had used this morning, and fishing it away from him immediately, misdirecting him to something else and ditching the wallet, while thinking, "this isn't good, you will never find it. KEEP SEWING!!!!!" When it was time to leave to deliver the costumes, I actually left the house without it, as I couldn't spare the time to look any harder than a cursory glance.

It is now 1 am. I have cleaned up and checked everywhere. Nothing. I'm wasting valuable sleeping/bathing/reading time frantically searching.

Did I just falsely remember taking it away from him at home? I do it so often, it's rote. Instead, did it fall out while walking home from breakfast? Will my head stop hurting?

I want to smash things.

1 Comments:

At 3:26 PM , Blogger Mimi said...

Oh, Robyn, I hope by the time you read this, you've have found your wallet. It's a horrible feeling, I know. Last year, I lost a small purse with my debit card in it AND $93 in cash. The card was fairly easily replaced, but not the dough, of course. Took me a while to get over that.

 

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