Mark was going to visit a music store yesterday afternoon when he couldn't find his wallet.
We thought we had become smarter than this problem which used to occur frequently because the bulk of the wallet was uncomfortable to sit on. It would frequently find its way into a different pocket or even onto his lap while Mark was driving. Los Angeles has wonderfully kind people living here. Mark has been called more than once by someone who has found his wallet and wanted to return it. It was always full of money and credit cards every time it found its way home. So, I cleverly gave Mark a business-card holder of mine that is soft leather and small. In it he put only a couple of bills, his DL and maybe two credit cards. It was so comfortable in his back pocket that he even "lost" it a couple of times because he didn't feel it there! LOL!
Well, yesterday we began the search. We checked every pair of pants he had worn, shirt pocket and chair, the nasty places around the cushions of the sofa (gotta vacuum that out!), my car, his car and even called the coffee shop, spiritual center and grocery we had visited last. Mark wasn't sure whether he had only the credit card in his pocket during those purchases or the wallet, since those occasionally become detached as well. Ahhhh. We did all we could think of and finally Mark set off to go shopping with his Tennessee license and had fun.
I called Mark while he was shopping to apologize for having been unpleasant earlier, since I felt that my icky energy had contributed to the chaos that followed. We got sweet again. I remembered that success in anything is not about the "right method" or even the "right choice" but about being happy.
Later we went to watch a movie and there was his wallet (which we had forgotten about) lying on the sofa in the middle of the seat cushion. Jaco has been lying on it earlier when we made our search! Sweet Surprise! I love my life.
