Well, I have almost gotten over my train ride….Not in a rush to take another train!!!!
And….I finished THAT book…YAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!
Saturday there was a pool party, off we went me and that book…my intention was I would sit there and read THAT book….REALLY it was…I did read a few pages but then seen an a blade of grass growing and that caught my attention more than the book…..
The kids had a ball….the guys watched the rugby…well done Australia…and Mrs. H and myself watched the world go by.
We had a nice relaxing day…the nap I had Saturday afternoon did not help me go to sleep on Saturday night….but it did help me in finishing THAT book!!!!
Sunday we went to an outlet mall…Outlet, Outlet…they have no idea what an outlet mall is here. I am sure of it. It looks like any outlet in North American but that’s where it stops…normal stores and normal Japanese prices….Anyhow J needed new soccer boots…picked a purple pair!!!! Better than the first pair he picked…but purple!!!!
‘Where’s my credit card?’
Me‘…hummm I gave it back to you…’
G…‘No you didn’t’
So I start to panic….Where did I put it…I am almost 99.99999999999999999999% sure I gave it to him….
I come home and start ripping things apart looking for a credit card that seems I was the last to have….
It’s NOWHERE to be found…I even go to the local restaurant to see if it’s there…
Last night I am lying in bed thinking and thinking and thinking and over thinking… (My head started to pound…me and thinking NO, NO, NO!!!! thinking gives me a terrible headache)
So I get up this morning...Make J’s breakfast, make dinner in the Crockpot…make my almond milk…
Start the laundry then start cleaning from top to bottom…I lift furniture, moved furniture… (I even cleaned as I went along….) I started going through cupboards…I went through the plastic rubbish bag (thank goodness the Japanese separate the rubbish/garbage – I know I would have not gone through it if it was mixed with all the yucky stuff…my stomach is churning just thinking about those egg shells and drain nets that catch all the yucky stuff!!!) I even start to think may be…I imaged giving the card to G….J came home and he said....’Oh you have been busy’ G came home and he says somebody has been busy’ I look at G and say …I have looked and looked and I have no idea where it could be…I ask again if he is sure he does not have it…same reply…’No’
So I finish cooking dinner and G looks at me and says ‘oh looks what I have found’ Yep he had it!!!
In one of his pockets that he had forgotten to check….I mean REALLY!!! ANY NEED…
If I had have had something in my hand I would have thrown it at him!!!! REALLY I would have…Making me doubt myself…
So the moral of the story is…Wendy is ALWAYS right!!!! ….seriously I am…REALLY!
Don’t even know why I had HIS card…There is another moral to the story…Don’t give me anything to look after unless it has an app that you can locate it from another device!!!! REALLY…ANY NEED!