this imploding heart

Dear Whole Entire World,
Please add my vote for the Sonya's wallet back in her satchel magic trick.

I hate to ask the obvious, but did you already check all the stores you went to since you last saw it? As well as your vehicle and other means of transportation you took to get from A to B?

forget the wallet - start looking for a sugar daddy!

Funny thing:
So Undies is all, "other mode of transportation" and I'm like, in my own head, thinking, "So, like, if I can't find my wallet I should just check in my shoes?" but then I remembered that sometimes I do actually stash my wallet or my glasses in my shoes because I think I won't be able to leave the house without sticking my feet in there, and that when I stick my feet in there I'll notice my wallet or my glasses. But of course, sometimes I put on another pair of shoes without thinking about it, and then I can't find my stuff.
So.
Sonya, did you check your shoes?

Josh,

Followed that logic exactly. That was almost the first thing I checked, dumped out every pair of shoes. You also know that I did my dishes just on the off chance that it was inside a dirty water glass in the sink. And I checked the freezer just to be sure I didn't put the butter in my backpack and the wallet in the freezer. And I re-walked all the places I walked between the time I had it and the time I didn't. (home from bhaus up the alley, to work from home, jaywalking by the tattoo parlor.) And I went through everything I own that has a pocket. And I went through all the drawers at work and at home. and the laundry basket. and the folded towels. and the water tank on the toilet. all the windowsils, all the cushions, all the bedding.
It has to have fallen out, or the guys at bauhaus have it and don't want to give it back.

That Mies Van Der Rohe guy's got some serious sticky fingers. (Unless you're talking about Bauhaus the band.)

Yeah, watch out for Bauhaus the band. They're like, freaky and scary and weird little satchel takers! And they wear black so they won't be detected!

I fell in love with an idea...

sonya,
i offer my commiseration for your loss, i know the feeling. get some ice cream and think about how great your new wallet will feel nestled in your satchel, then consider a lariat for your new wallet. maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have it lashed to your sachel. the thought comes off a but subtle but imagine... the new restraint could be what stands in the way of your new wallet and the next mud puddle.
sincerely,
-sammus

I'm a re-checker. I look in the same places over and over and over, just in case I missed it the first and second and third time. Or in case it wasn't there originally but has since magically appeared. I've been actively working on curbing irrational and/or obsessive impulses, and was making some progress, but then I found a long-lost necklace in a satchel pocket that I KNOW I'd checked at least once already. Damn. Still a re-checker.

Many condolences. When getting all crying-with-nerves -- and you know I know precisely what you're talking about -- it helps me to stop and name the worst-that-could-happen and exactly how I'd respond to it. Vague worries always feel much huger for me than specific worries with action items.

Happy wallet thoughts.

Sammus, you read my mind.

as I was walking and re-checking the jaywalking spot by the tattoo parlor on my way to my house to get 3 acceptable forms of identification to get my new ID, I thought to myself "Next wallet = leather strap sewn into front satchel pocket."

and molls, remember that chequebook I lost last month? the one that I checked and rechecked and rechecked behind the cd cases for? yeah. Found it yesterday. behind the cd cases.

See? I fucking hate it when my neurotic habits pay off. It means I'll never get rid of them.

So perhaps your wallet and Paul's wallet ran off together, now they're on some beach in Monaco watching the boats.

Red Dirt Girl lost her wallet also. Good luck. I hope you figure this out.