It’s Lounging time again. Getting ready for the weekend..sober style. I have signed up for Dry July…like I have said multiple times, I am fucking insane. So I will be your sober bob, drinking mocktails and scowling at everyone reveling in the alcohol. At least until the 1st of August. I could go on about how much of a FAIL it was to sign up to no alcohol in the run up to Mr 3 becoming Mr 4 but alas I have something else.
On Friday I went to the movies with my little bro and DS. It is one of the times that I am super grateful for buying tickets online because it would have been extremely embarrassing otherwise. I got to the counter (due to Internet tickets I got to push in front of the 100 people already lined up. Woo!) I ordered a food deal for my bro and a drink for DS..opened my bag..no wallet. I frantically searched in the pockets and I couldn’t find it. My parents had given me money for food..so thankfully the wallet wasn’t an issue yet.
I figured I had left the wallet at home somewhere and got LB to ring Mum to ask her to have a look for it while we were at the movies. I then had a revelation…I hadn’t seen it since the day before, when we were at the park. The movie was the longest movie ever because I was worrying about my wallet and if some creep had picked it up and spent all of my money. I rarely carry cash but this time I did. I also for once had money in my bank acc so was worried about them getting their grubby mits on it.
After the movies we did a retrace of the places that we had been to no avail. I felt sick, I have had my account hacked before and it was a nightmare. I had to cancel my card immediately. Surprisingly it only took about 5 minutes. Props to my bank for that!
I hate not having access to my money. Going to the bank with a child in tow is a pain in the arse because the lines are always long and the entertainment is pretty thin on the ground. I couldn’t do my groceries online and my whole week was just thrown out.
Fast forward to Monday morning. I grabbed my bag to put something in it and the back pocket of my bag gaped open…revealing my lost wallet. I felt like a complete dickhead. So of course the first time I did was call Paul so he could laugh at me. Which he did.
It was such a facepalm moment but man am I relieved to have my wallet and money back. I just wish that I hadn’t already cancelled my card…or requested a new medicare card.
This week The Lounge is being hosted by the loverly Kimbo over at Falling Face First. Go check out her fail confession and any one that has linked up!