So my post was late today because I misplaced my purse for about twelve hours and I went into complete panic mode. Have you ever felt like you had completely lost your identity? I guess I never considered how serious it would be to lose my purse, my phone, my eyeglasses, my planner, my credit cards, my ATM card, my driver's license, my flip camera, my only hairbrush UNTIL they were gone, inaccessible, lost - I thought
I panicked as I thought about the travel I was supposed to do this week, how would they let me board the plane without my driver's license? Luckily, I remembered I had a passport that would work, I hoped
. How would I travel without my credit card or ATM card? I supposed I would just have to actually walk into a bank (haven't done that
for at least a year) and withdraw some cash to take with me. How would I possibly be able to track my email accounts without my smart phone? I had just upgraded my phone, so I still had my old phone - somewhere. I would just have to find it and re-activate it.
The fact that my life was so wrapped up in a soft leather bag astounded me. I couldn't focus, I was consistently on the verge of tears, I felt like a failure, I was depressed, I wasn't hungry, and - worst of all - I couldn't write. I know, it's crazy -- but when I thought about the work this misplacement would cost me, I wanted to crawl into a hole. How was I so careless...
Luckily, the purse and the entirety of its contents were found. And my world had been righted, once again. My mind was at ease. I was able to concentrate on my work. I could write that press release that had been looming. I could confirm my travel, print my tickets, make some notes and pack. I could sleep - for I had not the night before...
Back-up plans? I didn't have any. Should I prepare for this type of thing - how would that be accomplished? Have double of everything? Have a second and third AirForceOne? (which is what I will now call my purse) The relief I felt when I saw my purse was incredible. And all was good.