I mislaid my credit card and delighted I am that we have the Internet because without any fuss at all I logged on and “froze” my account.
I was SURE I would find it fairly easily.
I tore apart, culled, then reassembled, the piles of books, writing equipment and blankets by the living room lounger where I do a lot of my grading. (Two more books went into the discard box.)
I removed and sorted everything on my desk and a lot that was in it. In particular I sorted months of correspondence into: recycle, shred, file. Then to make room for stuff to be saved, I sorted half a drawer of the filing cabinet and shredded another hill of papers.
I scoured my car; took out the floor cushions and crawled in with a flashlight, peering into every cranny. Pulled out a bag full of trash, found a missing glove, a penny, an old snow scraper and two paperclips…
I emptied my purse and my school bag, discarded all sorts of old receipts and Kleenexes, and checked the linings for holes.
And so forth.
I still haven’t found it. I stopped looking. They’ll send me a new one soon.
But driving to work today I opened up a c.d. and found TWO discs nestled inside. I’d been LOOKING ALL OVER for that Lonesome Ace String Band recording….