hoping

For a very very very nice person. Today, after work, I went grocery shopping without a child. So I'm loading it all in to my car and then I return my cart (like the good citizen that I am) and then run back to my car and drive to my mom's house to pick up Kennedy. As I'm getting in the car it occurs to me that I don't remember where I put my purse. A very weird thought to have....but whatever....i started looking. Well, after a thorough search I discover it is nowhere to be found in the car. I realize that it must be in the cart still at Wal-mart!!! Insert panic attack here. I quickly run inside to call them and a lovely girl from customer service runs outside to look. No luck. I drive back to search while my mom apparently called my dad and brother-in-law who were close to the store to go look. After about an hour of searching, I call all my credit cards to cancel them all the while trying to hold in tears for my loss. There was actually quite a bit of cash in there from tips this week at work and my Christmas money and my shoe-store gift cards. I'm so totally bummed and mad at myself. I don't even understand how I could not notice my purse in the cart.

I've definitely been praying for a good Samaritan to see my address on my license and find me on white-pages.com or something brilliant. oh......so sad.