The Case of the Runaway Wallet

Photo Oct 08, 4 32 54 PMOh yeah and this empty tank was happening at the same time but let's start at the beginning.

A few weeks ago I was out purchasing a wallet or purse to pair with some Shaklee 180 samples for a charity auction. I picked out the CUTEST little black and white chevron wallet. I mean look at it. 1377191_523902231018204_2145353510_n

I was pumped. I had a vision for my donation and I needed to get this done! I got to the checkout and yep, you guessed it. I had no wallet of my own to pay for the wallet I was attempting to purchase. Oh, the irony. Thankfully, the check out person held my stuff so I could run and get my wallet to pay. Luckily, it was in the car.

Fast forward to Tuesday this week. My dear son woke up on the wrong side of the crib. Well, good morning to you too, you little bear cat! To top it off, Tuesdays we watch another little kiddo and this week my job was to solely referee the one-year-olds learning to share a blue bowl or Elmo or a talking car. Bless their little learning hearts but beer-thirty couldn't come soon enough on Tuesday. However, I was going to be productive after she left and get a few groceries. Oh, wait did I tell you we are moving as well so I am on a mission to use up all the food in our house?? So in order to make dinner on Tuesday, I had two ideas but needed one thing for each of them so I had to get some groceries anyway. Ok, now off to the grocery store!

My little man and I get into the store, he gets settled into the cart, and I remember, I changed wallets that morning. SON Of A... Ok, well back into the car. Little man CRIED that we didn't go shopping and I teased him with a potential ride in the cart. (We clearly don't get out much.) After boiling about the situation a bit, I decided to just run home and get the wallet and come back. We were almost home when I looked down and realized the car was on empty too. Now, I don't live that far from the grocery store and I know once the gas light comes on you have, what, 30 miles or so before you are really empty but once the light is on SHEER PANIC waves over me. I can just envision myself on the side of the road needing to call my husband to bail me out. Ugh, he would NOT be pleased.

Anyway, the gas tank was filled, the needed grocery items were purchases, and all was well in the world. I even packed five boxes that night. Now, I am working on my post-baby purse organization skills so this missing wallet epidemic subsides. If I come up with anything brilliant, you will be the first to know and if you have already mastered this skill, please share. :)