It was stop number five in four hours. I was checking out at the cash register and opened my purse to get out my wallet only to discover to my shock that it wasn’t there! “Uh, just a second…” I said, fumbling through receipts, loose bills, and tubes of chapstick, “We might be in trouble…” Trying to save the situation, I scrounged up three dollar bills from my purse, but my charge amounted to $11.23. “I must have left my wallet in my car,” I apologized to both the cashier and the woman in line behind me, “I’m so sorry! I’m losing my mind!” “Tis the season, Honey,” the woman behind me said warmly, placing her items on the counter, “We’re ALL losing our minds.” The young cashier cleared out my purchase awkwardly and collected my non-receipt. I turned to go, completely embarrassed, mumbling something about looking in my car, when I immediately discovered my wallet tucked neatly UNDER MY ARM. 🙃
Only two weeks ‘til Christmas! Hang in there, Magic Makers! 🤪⛄️🎄
**Image: Annual Christmas PJ unwrapping.
