In a leg of the pants.

In a leg of the pants.

Also an intriguing possibility, but I put the pants on which is when I discovered it was missing.

I won't belabor it.

I remembered struggling getting the pants off over my feet. So I'd already pulled them down (making the wallet vulnerable) and did the one-footed hop etc. while I tried to pin down one cuff with my other foot to extricate.

So there's your Inciting Incident. Shallow back pocket. Struggle to remove.

Had to happen near the bed where I had been sitting when I was taking the pants off.

And I thought, "I wonder if I maybe kicked it under the bed while I was trying to get my foot out..."

It wasn't under the bed though. It had fallen and gotten stuck between the bedframe and the box spring. So it wasn't on the floor where I'd been looking.

tl;dr I didn't have to redo all my online pay systems!

Also, I celebrated with Matilda by getting takeout Thai.

I didn't have to redo all my online pay systems!

Yay!

I keep a document on my computer titled "Someone Stole My Wallet!!!" with details of driver's license and credit cards and debit cards and insurance cards and all the other stuff I'm afraid I might forget.

I realize it's not much more secure than putting a post-it note on my monitor, but at least it has in one place all the details and contact info I will need if I have to replace everything.

I keep a document on my computer titled "Someone Stole My Wallet!!!" with details of driver's license and credit cards and debit cards and insurance cards and all the other stuff I'm afraid I might forget.

Honestly, that's not a bad idea.

Side note: JZ's brother was only able to find a hidden safe in their dad's house after his death because he found a cryptic note in a kitchen drawer that looked like a combination. It was. Thousands of dollars and essential car papers were found.

Also, JZ's brother was somehow able to find the password for their Dad's laptop which turned out to be enormously helpful in settling the estate.

It would be much easier to have that info with your attorney or something.

So I guess I'm asking, Does everybody have a "if I died tomorrow my estate (such as it is) would not be a horror show for my surviving family members (including passwords)" file or folder designated as such?

Because ultimately everybody is going to have a tomorrow they don't see.

[sigh...] We're just mayflies in the scheme of things.

My aunt and uncle are both in the hospital now. My uncle has been there for several weeks, with cancer. And my aunt just went after my cousin finally convinced her to do a video appointment with her cardiologist (which my cousin set up, because my aunt "doesn't like computer stuff" and doesn't have a smartphone) and her cardiologist said she had to go to the hospital. She's got heart failure, and they're keeping her there for a few days at least.

{{{Hil's aunt and uncle}}} And all your family too. How incredibly stressful and scary.

Our dad's girlfriend later explained why there was a safe in the basement with thousands of dollars and essential documents: The two of them had gotten increasingly freaked over how badly the previous administration was running the entire country over a cliff, and they decided together that it would be a good idea to not only keep their passports up to date but also have a stash of go money close at hand just in case the previous occupant decided to really set it all on fire.

Ah, poor kitten, baffled by that incomprehensible bowl.

Yikes glad you found the wallet, David!!

I am actually glad for once that the puppy woke me up, I was having a crazy stressful dream about being trapped in some foreign country during a civil war/coup? There were soldiers parading down the streets and I was trying to get ahead of them, and there were two little girls I was semi-responsible for, and had no idea what I was doing. Whew. Here’s hoping I don’t get that when I fall back asleep!

I have a small file box with our essential documents (passports, birth certificates, social security cards) and paper copies of logins and passwords for a lot of online things. I should update it, a little. I don't have cash in it, and I don't think I would keep any now. Maybe if I got more worried. I am currently trying to game when to renew mr. flea's passport, which expires in April. Routine service currently takes 12 weeks by mail, expedited 4-6 weeks. I didn't want to send it off until we got safely through the inauguration, but I'm still a little wary. I know this is not that rational.

Re: 40 hours a week of homework, the thing about homework is it's not easy to assess how much time it actually takes. My kids attend the same school and Dillo is in a harder tier of classes and can do the majority of his homework during class/during study halls. When Casper was in the same grade she was doing multiple hours of homework a night. Her brain just works in a very different way from his. When Dillo needs multiple hours to do an assignments, it's because he needs to whine loudly for three hours, driving his parents to the verge of insanity (an audience is key to his process), and then complete the assignment in 15 minutes. Casper can also procrastinate with the best of them, but she genuinely needs a lot of time to chug through things.

One of Dillo's friends got enrolled in a local Moderna trial for kids 12-17, so I'm going to try and get both kids signed up. I think it's safe as houses for teens, and if we do go back to school in person it would be some peace of mind.