I was looking for my purse this morning so I could get my keys and drive Gerry to work and I couldn't find my bag anywhere. It's almost always in the same spot in the front hallway ... we searched the house and couldn't see it. My heart fell into my stomach when I realized where it was. I hung it on the back of the seat at the movie theater yesterday and walked out without it. ACK!
A frantic call to the theater manager revealed that my bag had been returned. Gerry picked it up for me and looked inside. Everything was intact. My camera, my wallet (containing $200, credit cards etc). Thankfully a kind wonderful stranger handed it into lost and found. I LOVE YOU STRANGER!
I can't believe I did that.