Lost Shoes
I’ve always been notorious for misplacing important things.
Right now, I’m currently missing my driver’s license.
Oh, don’t worry, I usually find things eventually.
Like when I lost $100 bucks, a while back. Just today I found it buried deep in my wallet. That was cool!
Now, here’s the recent big find I have had.
Over the past year, I’ve moved three times, including a move out of state. During the last two moves, I couldn’t find my left black leather penny loafer, no matter how hard I searched. It was frustrating and disappointing. Yet, I managed to move on and accept the loss.
Three weeks ago, I took a trip to visit my mother. While there, I impulsively bought a new pair of black leather penny loafers, even though it wasn’t in my budget, I just HAD to have them!
Guess what? Not even joking, last Saturday morning, I was getting ready to wear my cozy winter boots when what did my wondering toes discover but my long-lost black penny loafer!
ELACTION!
Budget broken, but feet are delighted! Some may even call me a lucky lady because now I have a set of two! Ya, gotta look on the sunny side of things, am I right?
The same thing happened with my reading glasses. I lost them, so I ordered a new pair. Just as I was about to pick up the new ones, Boom! I found the lost pair in my pocket.
Again, now I blessed with a second set!
The newest reading glasses have now been misplaced, and yes, I have already lost the original pair a second time a few months ago.
Hush, I don’t want to hear about it. I have not lost hope yet!
At this point, the Driver’s license is most important, and I just need to man up and get a new one. Or check my pant pockets, whichever comes first.
Looking to my future I also see an appointment with my Eye Doctor.
Oh, and don’t get me started about jeep right now.
Here’s to a good treasure hunt!
UPDATE
Believe it or not, it was just last night after sharing how scatter brained I can be, I FOUND my Driver’s License!
When I arrived home from work, I grabbed a plastic bag just to toss some trash into. As I reached down next to the driver’s seat, I felt some square and plastic!
Could it be?
I scratched my hand, but I didn’t care. I grabbed. I pulled. And Sweet Palomino, I got my ID!
Relief rolled like heat through my vein’s, and I felt a little dizzy.
Promptly I placed my legal proof in my wallet and promised that I would not let that happen again.
I think we all maybe placing bets on how long that lasts.
Lost Shoes
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