I was looking for my purse this morning so I could get my keys and drive Gerry to work and I couldn’t find my bag anywhere. It’s almost always in the same spot in the front hallway … we searched the house and couldn’t see it. My heart fell into my stomach when I realized where it was. I hung it on the back of the seat at the movie theater yesterday and walked out without it. ACK!
A frantic call to the theater manager revealed that my bag had been returned. Gerry picked it up for me and looked inside. Everything was intact. My camera, my wallet (containing $200, credit cards etc). Thankfully a kind wonderful stranger handed it into lost and found. I LOVE YOU STRANGER!
I can’t believe I did that.