Where's my purse?

So I went to the store for a few things, get all checked out, look at the cashier and say:  I left my purse in the car.  I'll be right back.  Thankfully this is a small IGA and there was not a line of people behind me.  I make a mad dash for the car and realize I must have locked the keys inside also.  And my cell phone which could be used to call The Hubby for an extra set of keys.   I peer inside the locked car and don't see my purse.  Run back in the store in a panic...ask if I can use their phone to call The Husband.  The cashier just looks at me and says:  Your purse is on your shoulder.

Apparantly she told me this as I rushed out of the store but I didn't hear her.  She was a sweet young thing and highly amused...all I could think of is that I was going to have to call credit card companies and get another drivers license.

It's always in the last place you look.

Huggies

Donna

Oh Donna...so glad that purse was on your shoulder instead of locked away in your car...I've lost my purse too many times only to find it was on my shoulder...you'd think it would be the first place I'd look.

Debbie, I like your idea of pinning our purses to our front.

Donna, maybe in one of those crazy catalogs your hubby gets, there is a caddy that fibromites could attach it to ouselves to carry the items we most frequently lose.    

Hugs, Robin

Lololol... I have done similar! Too funny!

Oh Donna, thank you for the laugh.. and to think I happen to be watching The Closure right now, an old episode from a few years ago and I heard the head cast lady go "Where's my purse?" It made this post even more funny, I had litterly just clicked on the link to go to this topic when I heard that, then read that LOL

Talk about The Fog...I was just re-reading this and saw the part where I said I 'was all checked out'.  Well NO...I was NOT checked out...how could I check out without my debit card which was in my so called missing purse?  Duh.  I simply had all the food in the bags and was ready to pay.

The good thing is that I know you all understand what I meant!

Huggies

Donna

I was leaving to go to a funeral last week, went to get my keys where I always put them, right on the kitchen counter next to the door and they weren't there. So I begin the search...kitchen table, dining room table, no not there. Okay, don't panic...what was I wearing before I showered and got dressed? Go get the pair of shorts I had on and search the pockets...no not there. So I think ok, now I am almost late, so I grab the purse and look for my second set of keys and can't find them either! Now I am in a panic. My sister is waiting for me to pick her up and I have had some weird excuses for canceling (I still don't think my family understands me after 23 years with this goofy fibro), but how am I going to tell her I have managed to lose TWO sets of keys? Thankfully, I find the second set of keys in another purse, grab them, the purse I'm using and leave. Later I come home and there are the other set of keys on the dining room table...they were UNDER the purse I grabbed... actually, I was able to laugh at myself
Miriam

Yesterday I was getting ready to go on a long car trip and needed the GPS to find my way. I torn my room apart searching, then searched my car. Nope, not there. I employ my niece in the search. She searched behind me. Mom joins in until she gives up. By this time I'm frantic. I knew I'd get lost on the trip and had no other way to find my way.
Suddenly my niece looks in this lunchbag hanging on a pole...there it is!
I had stuck it in this lunchbag that I'd gotten for buy a special meal at the restauant we ate at on out last trip.
My family couldn't stop laughing at me.

The day before my father came in toting my sunhat. He had found it laying outside my car. I had dropped it getting out of the car the night before. I could of sworn that I had brought it inside.