Actually, I know I lost my mind a long time ago so that I don’t have to convince anyone really that it is rapidly fading.
But there are things that I could do to make my life much easier.
One example is tossing my keys on the basket next to the door everytime I come in the house. Over the last month, I have managed to do this more than 80% of the time. As a result, I have spent little time hunting keys. This led me to the realization that I just have to do something about the wallet.
I love this wallet, it does everything I need and holds everything without a problem. Those three disasters in the last few months have just about wrecked me. Getting to the Chunnel and not having ID, passport or money; getting to a dinner in München and finding I did not have (you guessed it) ID, credit card or money and finally last night wasting 45 minutes tearing the house apart looking for a wallet that was hiding on the floor next to my suitcase. I really could have used that sleep.
This wallet is black. I just can’t see it when it is dark, against anything dark, or in the bottom of any bag.
Solution?
Red.
On other fronts – Terminal 5 at Heathrow can be a challenge. Perhaps it is just because I am really familiar with Terminals 1&2 and can even manage Terminal 4. But 5 is not well signed, Bag Drop off takes 50 minutes and security almost as long compounded by the fact that Saturday travelers seem to be comprised more of vacationers and less of people who are used to traversing airports.
In spite of all that, I happily waltzed through security with backpack containing cameras, lenses, computer, knitting, several extra circs, stitch markers, needles and who knows what else. By the end of the train, bus, waiting, plane, car travels I had almost 8″ completed on the first sleeve.
All that time and so little? Garter stitch on 3.00 needles my friends takes a long time. More stitches across than a sock has around.
Pix tomorrow.
I just keep my wallet in my coat pocket and the keys hung up (handily enough for all who break in) on a wall hook. These are the only things that save me from the heart attack that is not being able to find you’re wallet/keys.
It is my cell phone that tends to go missing. It’s usually in my pocket, but sometimes I don’t have pockets, and sometimes I put it in the center tray of the van if I am expecting an incoming, or in my purse if I have no pockets. Fortunately, you can call your cell phone from another phone and it betrays its location by ringing. So, if I could invent anything, I would invent a device that you could stick, clip or otherwise put on keys and wallets that you could call and cause to ring. Totally time saving, totally stress reducing.