This afternoon I had a bit of a scare. I lost my messenger bag. It had my wallet, the book I am reading, my IPAD, and some paper work inside. I can’t believe I left it behind somewhere. I’ve never forgotten it before. I began to retrace my steps from the day to try to think of where I might have misplaced it.
I asked everyone if they had seen it. I began to panic because of the valuables I had stored in my bag. Karen said she saw two messenger bags in the main workroom earlier in the afternoon. I remembered stopping by there so I went to look for it there next. I dropped by there this morning to fax something. As soon as I walked in the room I saw the two bags on the desk by the wall. Unfortunately, neither of the bags were mine.
I began to get discouraged about finding my bag. I decided to check the lunch room to see if maybe it was in there. I checked the table where I normally sit but it was no where to be seen. I sat down feeling overwhelmed when I saw it across the room. It was next to the vending machine. I remember I had to set it down to get a bottle of water with my lunch. I was soo relieved to find it. I think I’ll have to strap my bag to myself or wear it differently so I don’t lose it again. I’m just thrilled that I found it.