The week started off pretty good. Monday was somewhat uneventful, but on Tuesday we had an appointment in Virginia. Because we were going to be in Virginia anyway, we went a little further south in Virginia and visited with a friend we had not seen since Zeke was 3 months old. Heidi used to babysit for Russell and we used to spend a lot of time walking our dogs together. We also used to spend a lot of time doing laps around the mall while eating cookies and drinking coffee, when I was pregnant with Zeke. We have kept in touch over the years but I have never met her two daughters until Tues. We all had a really good time, ate some great pizza, and did a lot of catching up. It was a bit further south than I had originally thought -- thanks to Washington area traffic -- and I got home a lot later than anticipated.
Then, Wednesday happened. It seemed like your typical day. After Caden's nap we jumped in the car to go to the post office. Of course before going to the post office I needed gas since I had driven the car bone dry the night before. I drove across town to get gas, and on the way got a call from Chris (in Iraq). I proceeded to fuel the car talking to Chris ( I know you aren't supposed to use the phone and fuel at the same time -- bad me ). After I fueled up using the pay at the pump option, I got in the car and headed to the post office. The post office is almost exactly 4 miles across town. To my horror, when I arrived at the post office I discovered that I had left my wallet on the pump at the gas station. I turned around and drove about 80mph back to the gas station. It was only about 10 minutes since I left but the wallet was no longer on the pump. Russell went inside to see if anyone turned in a wallet and came out and said no. Thinking that there was no way I went in and asked again. Sure enough they said no wallet had been turned in. I was, to say the least, distraught. Imagine my surprise when I walked out the door as a State Highway Patrolman was getting out of his car. He asked me if I was ok and I said no and explained to him what had happened. He took me inside to check the video tapes to see if they could identify someone taking the wallet. Later, after all was said and done,he told me that the reason he was there was for a drive off. Apparently the guy who pulled up to my pump right after me saw my wallet, took it and ran without paying for his gas. Fortunately I was able to stop both cards before any charges were made. Unfortunately I no longer have an drivers license, and since mine was still a Florida one I cannot replace it without being in Florida. So, When I go to Florida for one day later this month that is now my #1 priority. It seems if you don't have a valid drivers license from another state to turn in when you get your WV one -- they make you take ALL the tests over again. I don't think so.
Over the past few days I have discovered just how difficult it is to survive in this world with no ID and no access to your own money. See, our bank is still an out of state bank, and with Chris gone to Iraq with his debit card I have no access to the money in our bank. I can't write a check because I have no ID. HAHAHAHAHA. It has been a real joy.
On a brighter note, homeschooling is moving right along. I was able to mow most of the lawn today, and I have managed to unpack 3 more boxes this week. We will be all unpacked in no time.LOL.
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