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So this was the kicker, commute-wise.
I left home at 6:20. A few minutes later than usual, but not too far off.
I drove to the subway station, got my ticket, parked, got out and started walking toward the T when I realized my pass wasn't in it's little pocket. I thought, "That's weird. Maybe I put it in my wallet." Looked in my bag. No wallet, either. Not that the pass wasn�t there, but the wallet wasn�t there.
I went back to the car, drove to the gate, begged the guy to let me out since I'd been inside for three minutes and didn't have the $2.50 to pay to get out (see: missing wallet), drove home and found the wallet on the floor, with the T pass inside, next to the bed. It had fallen out of my bag. Of course, by this point, it was too late to get back to Braintree and still get a parking space.
"No problem,� the Husband said, "I'm leaving in about 15 minutes to take the commuter rail. It stops at JFK. Come with me."
I did.
The train, which was supposed to come at 8:02, showed up after 9 and crawled at a snail's pace out of the station. I decided to get off at Braintree and take my chances with the red line from there.
I got to JFK, where I pick up the shuttle to the hospital, just as the last shuttle of the morning was pulling out. Thankfully, I saw it from the car before I got off, and just stayed on the red line to Park Street, where I switched to the green line. I took that to Longwood and walked the two blocks from the station to the hospital.
By the time I arrived at my desk, almost four hours had passed since I�d left the house in the first place.
I was not a happy camper.
When I got home after my wallet was missing, I thought about staying there. I should have listened to my gut.
Instead, I came to work, where the computers have crashed almost continually all day and work has disappeared or been rendered unreachable.
I really should have stayed home.
(Okay, so, gloom and doom Jennifer, do you have anything good to say today?)
Hmmm�
Stamp club meeting tonight. That�s good. I stopped at the Michael�s I pass on my way home last night and bought new cardstock, star-shaped snaps (which are really more like eyelets, for those of you in the crafting know), funky little eyelet bars that say �merry christmas� and �happy holidays,� Velcro and a bulk pack of patterned paper. I�m SO ready to play with it all! Perhaps, if you�re nice, I�ll send you a Christmas card. But only if you ask nicely.
That�s a good thing, isn�t it?
I bought the Velcro because I�ve been working on making little envelopes for my burned CD�s. I finally last night made a prototype that I�m happy with, and it�s sealed with a little Velcro dot. Hey, tossing the Picture in the Paper Mix in my bag on its own seemed like a really bad idea. And the couple that people requested needed a transport option. Now that I�ve figured out a way to make it work, I can send those out, so they�ll be on their way soon.
And now it�s 5:30, and I get to pack up and go home soon. Well, not home, exactly, but off to play with my new toys. And that�s DEFINITELY a good thing!
Pleasant evenings, all.
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