Lost and Found

My mind that is.

Last night as I was putting everything away from our trip, I noticed my wallet was missing. We narrowed it down falling out in one of the airplanes or the kids hiding it sometime during the day. We spent the rest of the night cancelling credit cards, calling the airline and airports, and searching every possible hiding place my kids have discovered (trash, recycling, kitchen cupboards, etc). All with no luck. I had last night about failing the driving test that I would have to take to get a new license and spent my dreams running around my house over and over again searching everywhere possible. I woke up exhausted with two places to look: a laundry basket upstairs and my purse. Why even check my purse, I had emptied it out last night? It wouldn't hurt to just look again. There is was, sitting in the bottom of a totally empty bag. My rods and cones must have been all screwed up yesterday.