Sunday, April 14, 2013

I'm a Loser

This is how I feel.

It is time to admit it.  I am a loser.  Of stuff.

Except that I am NOT the kind of person who loses stuff.  In all my early years I lost one thing- a watch in second grade, which I am sick about to this day.  I was a finder- I always knew where things were, and I even found my mother's missing earring that had been hiding on the bottom of her flip flop for months.  And then I had children and I am suddenly that person who loses things.  And I don't like it.  In fact, it DRIVES ME NUTS.

And by things?  I mean my wallet.  Always my wallet.  At first I blamed it on being a working mom- sometimes I needed a purse, sometimes I needed a diaper bag and I just couldn't seem to make that transition with my wallet in tow.  Debit cards were cancelled and replaced, the librarian started giving me the stink eye when I would come in to replace my card, and you'd think a trip or two to the DMV would be enough of a punishment to get my act together.  Apparently not.

Well, last night I struck again.  Hubby surprised me with a wonderful night out- much needed after a long week.  We had a great time, and as we pulled into the driveway, I realized I was purseless...aka wallet-less AND expensive-newish-phoneless.  We called the restaurant with no answer, and stupidly decided that they would find it and we would get it in the morning.  

Except that apparently my purse just grew legs and walked itself right out of that restaurant.  **Person who helped my purse walk away, you stink.  Just because I left it laying there doesn't give you the right to take it.  However, I promise I will call you all sorts of nice names and love you forever if you just return my stinking purse.  I lose it enough without you helping me, thank you very much.**

GAH.  Being mad at yourself is the worst...because you can't slam the door and walk out on yourself.  Hubby is the nicest guy ever- he drove all over creation looking for it, filing reports, canceling cards...and never once got angry (which would have totally been within his right to do).  He even bought a Starbucks peace offering for me to give to myself.  Sadly, I have not learned to give myself that much grace yet.  I am still residing in the moping, pouting, slamming things down a little too hard stage.  Soon I will move on to the crawling under the covers and crying stage, which should eventually be followed by the grim acceptance and moving on.  

Yes my friends, I am a loser.  And I don't like it one bit.
Sadly, this look is a LOT less cute on a 29 year old.

**On the bright side, I had TWO driver's licenses from the LAST time I lost my wallet, replaced my license and then found the wallet.  I'm pretty sure that's not legal, but at least I don't have to go to the DMV tomorrow.  Small victories.**


  1. Haha ... that is a perfect victory. I swear I am going to do the same thing because I need two licenses!

    This post is so true!!

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  2. Ugh. Losing stuff is the worst! It is the one thing that can put me in a bad mood in the blink of an eye! Sorry about the purse...that really stinks. Sounds exactly like something I would do:( Praying it "finds" it's way back to you...

  3. These things have been happening forever, especially when our minds are so busy with kid stuff. I remember when my 3rd child was born, my mother-in-law gave me money for some new nursing bras. I packed up the baby and went right to the store and got a couple. In the parking lot, I dutifully put the baby in the back seat, stashing the bag of bras on top of the car for the moment. Then drove away, yep, you guessed it, with the bag on top. And even though I returned after only a block away, retracing my exact path and checking the lost and found, do you think they could be found anywhere??? Nope. So, graciously, my mil gave me some more money..........but fate struck again, and I came home empty handed. I don't know if I ever told her about the second loss!