Calvin & Hobbes by Bill Waterson

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Doh!

The Change Purse Saga

So this has been a really "blonde" week for me. Started this weekend when the folks and I went out for lunch and to run errands. All this togetherness is not a normal occurence, but Pop is a vitamin nut and has been insistent that he come with me vitamin shopping so he knows I have something better than the generic Wal Mart brand. Honestly, he does get horribly picky.

Amway, we had Chinese for lunch, and my fortune cookie was too good to ignore. Something about something wonderful was about to happen to me. *snort* So of COURSE I had to play the numbers on the back of the fortune, right? So we head to the grocery store next and I proceed to play those numbers on a Lotto and a Powerball ticket. (Neither even remotely won, by the way.

This is the last time I can recall seeing my change purse. I only just discovered it missing yesterday. Fortunately, the only money I had in it was some small change... literally. I'd just spent my last bills on the lottery tickets. UNfortunately, I also keep a couple of checks folded up in the pocket of the change purse just in case I happen to find myself somewhere that doesn't take plastic. And I'm fairly positive I also keep one convenience check from one of my credit cards (I THINK I know which one) in there, too, for a similar but larger scale emergency.

I called up the grocery store yesterday, but they informed me they had no wallet in their lost and found. I'm gonna run by after work anyway, just to make sure, cuz my report of a lost "wallet" might have been misleading and they may have looked right over a change purse.

Still to be on the safe side, I called up the bank (thankfully it's my smaller local bank account, not my primary national bank that has all my real money) and had those checks cancelled. Plus, they strongly suggested I come in to close out my old account and open a new one, since my name, account number and routing number are all readily available on those lost checks. So I'll be leaving work a little early tonight to take care of that. *sigh*

Thankfully, I discovered when I contacted the credit card company that nobody can really do anything with the routing numbers of the convenience checks, and all they (the cc co.) needed to do was cancel all open checks they've issued. This is a relief, as this is one of my oldest credit card accounts, and longevity counts on your credit report. I'd have lost quite a bit of credit power if I'd had to open a new account.

Honestly, I'm surprised I haven't experienced more inconveniences such as this. I am SO absent-minded. I'm constantly paranoid that I've forgotten something somewhere... except when I actually do so, and then I completely forget to check. *rolling eyes*

Fortunately, this little fiasco didn't cause any major hardships. I double checked and I still have all of my cards and my ID in the purse, so that saves me a WHOLE bunch of work and worries.

Hey... Where's My Keys?!

My second blonde moment is far more embarassing. I mean, forgetting an article somewhere is far more prevalent than trying to walk away from your car with the engine still running. *smacking forehead* I honestly didn't hear the thing still on. I'd driven Mom to lunch since she's torn a ligament in her foot, and dropped her off at the door while I went to park. And true to absent-minded form, whenever something shakes up a mindless routine (such as parking a stupid car), my brain evidently ceases to notice the obvious.

Thank goodness my car is smarter than I am. It wouldn't let me lock the door, and when I went to grab my keys to hit the remote lock, I discovered they were not only still in the ignition, but also still powering the car. *sigh*

Good news is: My brain is USED to expecting the unexpected at work, so I've managed to stay on top of everything here. At least I think I have. I was just commenting to the Office Whisperer today that I kinda LIKE all the interruptions. I not only like the challenge of the juggle, but it also keeps the job from getting boring.

Just so long as the Alzheimer's doesn't kick in TOO early.

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