Two weeks ago I went to the grocery store, came home, on a Saturday. Early Monday morning I got on my first bus and my pass was missing.
I tore the house up but could not find it. I was paying up to $6.25 a day on a "per ride" basis rather than just $1.25 for the whole day.
This morning I opened this:
And found my bus pass in the bottom of the box. I have NO idea how it got there. Maybe it fell out of my shirt pocket? Was I sleep walking again? I don't know.
I used to sleep walk a lot as a kid. One time I wandered off on a camping trip and my chaperone found me in the middle of the night, near a cliff, looking for the outhouse. Another time I woke up the whole dorm on a church retreat with some sort of panic attack, looking for my glasses. At home I would wander around, fix food, have conversations. My sister once had me write a note. After we bought the house; the master bedroom has a sliding glass door with burglar bars. I left the burglar bars unlocked and open because I was going in and out a lot for my garden. One day I woke up and my feet hurt, I looked and the soles were very dirty. As near as I could figure I must have gone out in the middle of the night walking around the yard. I locked the bars after that, would leave them open while working in the yard and then close and lock again before I went to sleep every night.
Most likely I dropped it putting up my groceries. I hope. I did buy a neck wallet at work it's on a lanyard, I will just wear that from now on.
That's it for now.
2 comments:
You are so disorganized. I cant see how your bus pass would wind up in a box of cereal.
I can't see it, either. Someone suggested I get the dementia workup!
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