“Nothing is worth reading that does not require an alert mind.”
Somehow I lost my checkbook. I wrote a check this morning, took out the ATM card from that very checkbook at the bank, withdrew money and then went on my merry way. When I tried to put the ATM card back into the checkbook, it had disappeared. I drove back to the bank thinking somehow it fell out of the car. That was, at best, remote as I only opened the window. Just as I suspected, no checkbook . I went through my car. I found old mail I had dropped on the floor which must have slid under the seat, a quarter filled bottle of Gatorade my nephew left sometime in May, a check for valet parking and lots of dog hair but no checkbook. When I got home, I checked the drive and walkways, came inside and went through the table area where I had written the check and found nothing. I called the bank, and they put a hold on all checks. I am totally astonished at its having gone missing. I fear the check gremlins had been hiding in my car just waiting for this moment. It’s like the movie Gaslight. I am slowly being driven crazy. I can think of no way I dropped that checkbook, but I suppose I must have. Are those voices I hear?
Today is again a beautiful fall day with lots of sun. The temperature is in the 60’s. Even the house felt warm when I woke up. Last night we had high winds, and the ground is filled with leaves and clumps of pine, victims of that wind. It is still here but is much less ferocious and only periodic. I can see the backyard oak tree bending and swaying when the wind blows. The bird feeders are swaying.
I have been really lazy. Yesterday I did the casual wash up and brushed my teeth but didn’t bother to get dressed. A couple of things cut cuff dusted, but that was the extent of my industry. I finished my book, one with a plot so simple it did not in any way challenge my mind. Here is the plot in as few a number of words as possible: the government secretly tested a bio-weapon on Americans in an area in Detroit frequented by bad cops, drug dealers and prostitutes. The 1000 deaths were no great loss according to its inventor. It was, after all, Detroit. The disease had a built-in timer so it disappeared after 3 days and never traveled outside that infected area which had been sealed off by the bad guys, the US government.
Last night the Tigers lost. Detroit has been hard hit.
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October 16, 2011 at 11:22 am
From the Motor City, the third inning was more than a little painful. Texas are a terrific club and I can only wish them well in the World Series.
Now focus returns to my Lions (Americas Team) and a very difficult match with the 49ers
October 16, 2011 at 9:18 pm
My Dear Hedly,
The bad news continues for the Motor City!
October 16, 2011 at 11:46 am
Memory is the second thing to go when you reach late middle age. Unfortunately, I can’t remember what the first thing was. I hope you find your checkbook soon.
The sky is clear and the temperature is cool this morning here in North Texas with a forecast for a warm afternoon. We are all basking in the glow from the victory last night by the American League Champion Texas Rangers.
Baseball fans in the Dallas Ft. Worth metroplex have suffered with bad baseball from the Rangers since they arrived here from Washington in 1972. The Rangers are only one of a couple of teams that have never won the World Series and I think that this is the year that changes that record. The Red Sox beat the curse of the Bambino and now it’s the Rangers turn to beat the curse of holding the records of the Washington Senators. People used to say, “Washington, first in war, first in peace and last in the American league”. The Rangers carried that curse for too many seasons.
October 16, 2011 at 9:19 pm
Bob,
I found it after looking through the car for the 4th time. It had slid under a floor mat under the seat.
Now, you have the World Series to look forward to! I’ll be rooting for them-I am an American League fan!!
October 16, 2011 at 11:55 am
I’ve never had a check book but I hate loosing anything where people can get to my money! I do hope You’ll find it soon!
Wonderful weather again today but now it’ll change towards windy and rainy. I really don’t think we need more water here than we already have 🙂 🙂 🙂
I haven’t done much either, the most energy demanding thing I did was to bake a small apple pie, so I got that energy back quickly and more to store for a tougher day 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
October 16, 2011 at 2:15 pm
Hi Kat,
Your checkbook probably went down between the center console of the car and one of the seats and slipped under the console. If you don’t have a console, I don’t know what to tell you except maybe it fell inside the door. I lost my checkbook last month and it turned up in the pocket of my tote bag. I emptied the bag and the pocket when I was looking for the checkbook. It wasn’t there. Last week I was looking for something else in that bag and there was the checkbook. It’s a plot to make us doubt our sanity. Some sinister entity is controlling our inanimate objects and making them move around. 🙂
Hope you find your checkbook.
October 16, 2011 at 9:25 pm
Hi Caryn,
I found it on my 4th hunt through the car. I knew it had to be there as I had taken the ATM card out of it and noticed it was missing before I left the car again.
I agree-it’s a plot!
October 16, 2011 at 3:25 pm
I write about 3 checks a YEAR now – so I never carry my checkbook out with me. 😀
s
October 16, 2011 at 9:20 pm
Scott,
I write about 6 checks a month so I need my checkbook. Mant are paid on line but a few resisit.
October 16, 2011 at 4:16 pm
Well, at least NE gets to play Romo today so it’s time for you to yawn. Misplaced checkbook? We switched to the business type, larger, can still run them through an old Paymaster, but at least it’s the one at a time theory. No checkbook to carry.
Have a good one!
October 16, 2011 at 9:21 pm
Z&Me,
And my boys won!
I found it because I knew it had to be somewhere in my car. It didn’t make sense otherwise.
October 16, 2011 at 4:49 pm
Do you remember the children’s book the Borrowers? They borrow things from your house to use ( they are little people). A checkbook, might make a nice tent for them. Sometimes they return the item. Hope you find it, but at least you notified the bank. I become so angry when I misplace items… and I do it all the time. Now where are my glasses as I search the house and then realize they are on top of my head. It’s been warm here too. Last night I went with a couple of friends to SF to see a dance troupe, using our BART ( Bay Area Mass Transit) as driving and parking in the city is difficult. The station was close to where the performance was, but ALL those stairs. I thought I would scream in pain. Great show though. Today I am gonna be as lazy as I can be.
And no, I don’t think you are going crazy. Remember the song Crazy After All These Years? My theme song for now should be crazy and lazy after all these years.
Waving,
Lori
October 16, 2011 at 9:23 pm
Lori,
I do remember that book, but I am pleased to say I found it under the front seat near the back seat floor. This was aftyer I had already looked about 4 times!
I’m surprised that staion didn’t have handicap access. I know most are required to have them.
Crazy and lazy aren’t all bad!
October 17, 2011 at 1:21 am
You found it cause the borrowers returned it. Who knows, maybe it didn’t suit their purpose.. but I bet they borrowed something else when they returned it! The stations do have elevators and escalators, but the escalators were always going the wrong way, and I mistakenly thought that the exercise of the stairs would be good for me. Now I know…
October 17, 2011 at 8:17 am
Lori,
I’ll look around and try to visualzie what’s missing!
Don’t use the stairs when you don’t have to, and I bet there were escalators going the right way someqwhere around. There have to be.
October 17, 2011 at 8:01 am
You usually find a lost item in the last place you look, so you should go there first…..
October 17, 2011 at 8:16 am
Bill,
I try to retrace my steps but most times i don’t remember all of them anymore. My mother used to say a prayer to At. Anthony, saint of finding lost things, and she swore it always worked. My sister suggested I try that, but I went to the car and gave it another try. I found the damn book!
October 17, 2011 at 1:42 pm
My mother prayed to St Anthony, too, but then she started asking the dog where stuff had gone. Apparently that worked better for her. 🙂
October 17, 2011 at 8:56 pm
Hi Caryn,
My mother was a big favorite of St. Anthony-I doubt a dog would do!