In the silver purse?
No.
In the houndstooth bag?No.
In the houndstooth bag's: Front pockets?
Side pockets?
Inside pockets?
No. No. NO.
OK. Reboot.
Then it has to be in the car.
Between the seats?
No.
Under the floormats?No.
Under the seats?NO.
OK. Now with most things, the moment I quit looking for them...
they present themselves.
Maybe I should try that strategy
because my other option is to
COMPLETELY FREAK OUT THAT I'VE BEEN WITHOUT
MY SCHOOL ID AND ELECTRONIC KEY FOR A WEEK.
Yes, I've had to bum entrances into the building each morning.
I've had to text, call, and parking lot stalk my friends to get inside.
I've had to walk around the school instead of
cutting through a few simple rooms to get to my destination.
OK. So, maybeeeee, it is jumbled in one of my messy desk drawers at school.
No. No. And, NO.
OK. So, maybeeeee, it is in a store at the mall.We were there two weekends ago and I distinctly remember
adding it to my diaper bag before leaving
(because yes, Virginia, some stores do honor teachers
by providing additional discounts...eh-hem, J.Crew).
Really?
I don't want to call each and every store we traipsed through.
Gee. Who has the time?
IT'LL TURN UP; I JUST KNOW IT.
OK. So, today I was packing my houndstooth bag to run a few errands...and...
THE ID CARD WAS POLITELY LYING
FACE-UP IN THE
BOTTOM
OF
MY
BAG.
Last week, I looked there a dozen times. No dice.
Why today?
Because today, I wasn't stressed out while looking...
today, I was open for blessing instead of pushing my own agenda...
today, I savored 'the find' as if I had won the lottery.
Tomorrow, I can go to school when I want,
open all the right doors,
and not have to expend valuable energy
taking more steps than I need to.
It DID turn up; I just knew it would.
Write on,
b
Ah-h-h-h! That's a yell for you! So frustrating to do that. Recently my husband misplaced his billfold. All I could think was all the cards we would have to call about & replace. We looked for hours, & it was in the bottom of the laundry pile, had fallen out of his pants when he put them in the basket. Next time, think of that! I'm so glad you found your key & id. It is awful stalking outside the school, tapping on the windows, hoping someone will let you in. Great slice, shouts & all!
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain! I once lost a pair of car keys...at home! I knew I had to have used them to get home.
ReplyDeleteI love your description- they were politely waiting for you!
LOVED this slice! I felt the panic and knew the feeling and the frustration of finding it when you least expect. Loved the repeating line and the words parking lot stalk. How I've done that a few times. :)
ReplyDeleteFirst let me say, Yeah, you found it! I know the feeling of panic (thought I'd lost my cell phone) and the futility of the search in a panic. I loved all the text manipulation to develop your story. Hope you don't mind, but I'm pinning this to my mentor text board.
ReplyDeleteI love your slices...mostly because of the way you work the words and manipulate the text. And also, because I think you're just awesome. Glad you found your key,
ReplyDeleteRuth