Cursed or Blessed?
I wonder if it is an omen or sign of some sort.
Today in the mail was a small flat package from the US. As soon as I held it I knew exactly what it was because I had been expecting it. Not in the way that you expect an ordered delivery to turn up. In fact there was no good reason to expect that the package would ever arrive. Except that I know it would, because there was magic going on?
My wallet is un-losable. But I can’t work out if that is a good thing or a bad thing. This is at least the 3rd time that I have had my wallet returned to me after leaving it somewhere and two of those times were in a cab. The most recent time was in a Cab in New York.
We were on our way home from our fabulous holiday in the Big Apple, right up to the curb at the airport and while I was trying to give a tip that was neither insulting nor likely to send us broke I must have dropped my wallet. This went un noticed until we reached the check-in and I stated to look for my frequent flier card which was in my wallet which was?. Gone.
This is where the panic set in. The hot and cold waves of prickled up and known the back of my head and down my spine. So instead of relaxing into the time that we had in the business class lounge We spent the entire time trying to cancel credit cards and manage damage control. There was the potential for a LOT of spending in the 20 or so hours before we could contact the banks from Australia.
Well we managed to lose about USD$40 in cash and about $50 in international mobile phone calls to Oz to cancel all of the cards but in the end they were all protected. From this point on I knew that the wallet would be starting it’s long journey home as well.
And today it arrived. One nearly 2 months after we parted company. In it were all of the cards that I had cancelled, a few of the non financial ones that I hadn’t, a dry-cleaning docket from our US apartment building, and two Fortune Cookies messages that I had kept.
“The important thing is to express yourself” and
“You are a lover of words, someday you will write a book”
So now I wonder.. what is the message? Was it a good thing to lose it or a bad thing.
