Lost my bus pass this morning on the bus. That’s 95$ down the drain. Will have to go buy a new one, probably. I’m going to call the bus terminal and see if anyone handed it in, but I hadn’t written my name on it yet (Planned to do that today) and because they’re transferrable anyone could have picked it up and kept it.
This is probably the worst possible time we could be out an extra 95$. And that’s why it happened now. Adam’s being pretty zen about it. I, on the other hand, am filled with rage.
When I got to work this morning, I broke a bowl when putting away the dishes in our kitchen. little shards of glass everywhere. One less dish for me to put away.