LOST
Darlyne, I’m in your club. Last week I stopped to get gas before driving to Austin. I always lock the car, take my keys and credit card. Juggling the card, keys and the nozzle is always awkward. Standing at the pump, I realized the new shirt I had on had a pocket so I slipped the credit card into it. Next day in Austin, getting ready to pay for my chiropractor treatment–no credit card–INSTANT PANIC. Took everything out of my purse. One of the girls at the desk said “did you put it in a pocket?” YES! I’d completely forgotten. My daughter-in-law and one of the other girls had suggested different things but nothing clicked until one said “pocket.”
Candace
PS–Hope the insurance company does the right thing on the stripped truck without a hassle.