Oh, S#*t!

the accessory is NOT an everyday item

Anyone who has talked with me lately might it find hard to believe, but I do have some awareness that discussing poop isn't nearly as interesting to most people as it is to M and me (exceptions would be other parents of toddlers and toddlers themselves).  So I will have to come up with another topic for this post.  Meaning.  Meaning?

On Monday, my wallet was stollen from our stroller bag while M and I were playing with friends by the Central Park Lake.  Total freaking bummer.  After canceling my credit/debit cards I spent Tuesday at the DMV getting a new driver's license and later at the Central Park Precinct filing a police report (notably, not a short process).

Earlier today, I got a call from a woman who had found my wallet under a tree while geo-caching in the park!  A quick trip up to 84th Street and wallet and I were reunited.  Aside from having been freed of cash (imagine that) and a little damp, it was otherwise exactly as I had last seen it. Knowing that geo-caching lady had had to sort through the expressive disorder that is the contents of my wallet to find my phone number on a camera repair slip was a little embarrassing, but hey, what are you going to do.

Intermission - just got an email from Barack Obama, subject line: "Frustrated".  I hear you, Mr. President.

When the wallet was stollen, I found myself wondering was there some lesson to be learned (deeper than don't leave your stuff waving in the breeze, stupid).  Wondering if things happen randomly or for a reason... is every step of our life predetermined or wide open?  Boomerang-y thoughts aside, by the time geo-caching lady called me, I had basically moved on.  Gratitude notwithstanding, the return of the wallet and its now inert contents is somehow just as existentially flummoxing as having had it taken in the first place.

P.S. I am still trying to find meaning in the loss of my iPhone.  Maybe when the new one is released the universe will reveal itself.

P.P.S. As I am rereading, I find it amusing to think that I have a greater audience in mind for this blog.  Maybe I should have just done the poop post...