Somewhere between getting lunch at the Amish market yesterday, and finishing up the Altar Guild Stuff this morning, I lost my purse. This is the first time in my life I have done such a thing, and please, Lord, let it be the last! Talk about a hassle! At least, I didn’t lose my keys; when I was between husbands I dated a police officer who told me to never, ever put my keys in my pocketbook. “If they have your wallet, they have your address, and if they have your keys, they can just walk right in.”
I had arranged to meet a friend in Bel Air to pick up a bunch of knitting yarn for the Prayer Shawl Ministry at church, and my purse was nowhere to be found. The Squire called my cell phone (Yes, dear, it is fully charged.) to see if we could locate it by the sound. No luck. We looked in my car, all over the bedroom, the sewing room, and I even poked my head into the spare room, aka the Chamber of Horrors. We whistled and shouted, and mumbled under our breath.
So, the first thing to do was cancel the VISA cards. I sat on the phone listening to Bank of America’s phone lady natter on for about ten minutes, punching numbers and cursing. Lawsy, but I dislike those telephone systems! I did have to go to DMV to get a new license, and we swung into Target to buy a new wallet and cell phone. At least with my prepaid phone I’m not going to get stuck with a huge bill if somebody decides to call Perth or Shanghai. I got to have fun all over again dealing with TracFone’s telephone system to get the new one set up. Press 1 for this, press 2 for that. And THEN, we discovered the activation code wasn’t scanned properly when we checked out, and we have to drive back to Bel Air to have it rescanned.
Tomorrow, not tonight.
Next up it to get a new pocketbook. I hate changing purses, trying to figure out where to put all the things that had specific locations in the old handbag.
Oh, and I lost my only pair of driving glasses.
Maybe I’ll be fit company tomorrow. I mean, there’s no place to go but up. Dear Lord, I hope so!
thisendoftheswamp 
I’m so sorry! Losing my purse is my worst nightmare!
My sister does not carry a purse but her wallet was stolen out of her car. So the whole process of closing down everything and opening them up again. No use of bank card until new one could be sent. Anyway six months later she gets a phone call from her bank that someone had turned in her wallet–minus of course the cash. So now what do you do with all the now useless stuff?
I lost my cell phone with my credit cards and ID in it…..couldn’t believe it, but some honest soul turned it in to the Hope Depot when I was living in CA with everything safely intact…was at a doctor’s appt before I even saw that it was missing. Totally panicked and the medical assistant calmed me down and called Home Depot for me and found it. To this day, I can’t believe it. I thought I was a goner……