Wallet Gone Walkabout
The stress level in our house sky-rocketed yesterday when I realized somewhere between Georgetown and the Smithsonian that my wallet was AWOL. Talk about a whirlwind of activity. My wonderful hubby came home early from work (the Punkin and I were still on the train coming home) and started calling everybody. Thank God he did that, since I can’t even remember everything that was in the wallet, let alone calling up and canceling cards, reporting them missing, etc. How long will it take for this chaos to settle down to “normal’ again? And when will my brain stop pretending it’s a bowl of pudding?