Losing it

I started coming down with a cold a couple days before we left DC, and, surprisingly, chasing kids in 102 degree heat and high humidity one day, and then spending the next day riding airplanes and chasing kids in airports, is not a cure for the common cold. Yesterday I was still trying to unpack and to get our fridge restocked with milk and eggs and catch up laundry and make dinner, so I didn’t really rest — but today I’m going to do my best to lie down as much as possible. I really want to be better before it’s my turn in the church Nursery on Sunday and before we start 4 weeks of daily swim lessons on Monday (even Henry and I are in a “Mom & Me” class.) I have a sore throat and sore, drippy nose and am pretty miserable; I really hope it’s the kind of thing that one good day of rest can heal.

This morning Dean was helping me download the pictures off his fancy new camera and I remembered I had a few good pictures I’d taken with our other little digital camera, so I started looking around for it — and as soon as Dean said he hadn’t seen it, I knew we’d left it somewhere on our trip, because I’d already unpacked everything and hadn’t seen it. I also was pretty sure we hadn’t left it at my aunt’s house because we had double-checked the dressers and under the beds before we left, so the only chance it was still there was if one of our kids had hid it well. The last time I remembered seeing the camera, Dean had been carrying it in his pocket, so I feared it had fallen out of his pocket on the Metro. But then I had a memory of putting something in the glove box of our rental minivan, covering it with papers in the glove box, and saying to Dean, “Don’t let me forget to take this out of here before we return the van.” I actually couldn’t remember what I had put in the glove box, but it seemed likely it was the camera.

Several phone calls and transfers later, I was able to get a person on the phone at the new location of the van, which had been moved from the airport but not yet serviced. I told the guy I wasn’t sure what I had left in the glove box, but it was probably a small scratched-up Canon camera. A few minutes later he came back on the phone and: he’d found the camera. He took my credit card number to pay for the cost of shipping it back to me. I’m so happy I’ll be getting it back — besides wanting the pictures that were on it, it’s nice to have a pocket-sized camera when we don’t want to carry a heavy one.

What I have no memory of at all is my reasoning for putting the camera in the glove box in the first place — it’s not like it was heavy to carry. Oh, well.

We also lost: the clip that holds our umbrella stroller closed when it’s folded (it was lost after we checked it at the gate, and I missed it immediately since I also use it to keep my purse from sliding down the side of the stroller, but they’d already closed the ramp off the plane, and we had missed our connecting flight and were dealing with that, so we just didn’t have time to try to track down such a small thing — I guess we’ll just have to use a bungee cord to keep the stroller closed, now,) and my paperback copy of “My Antonia,” which I left in the seat pocket on our second flight. Yesterday when I still thought that was all we lost, I thought we’d done pretty well. I don’t think anything else is missing, but just to be sure, I should probably go count my children.

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7 Responses to Losing it

  1. It sounds like you did pretty well, considering all the people involved! I am so glad you are going to get your camera back. That would have been SOOOO sad to lose your camera and pictures. Thank goodness for honest people.

  2. I am about to lose it too—but not my camera, rather, my cool!!!

  3. Acheté says:

    Let’s see–getting out of the car, you didn’t want or need to be carrying the camera, but you didn’t want just to leave it lying in plain sight. Glove box seems a natural choice. And asking Dean to remind you about it may not have served its primary purpose, but having said something out loud and made a point of it did give you enough of a basis to remember it, yourself, that now you’ll be getting the camera back.

    Get well soon. I hope one day of vacation-after-vacation does the trick, but if it doesn’t: Take more.

  4. the MomB says:

    Missed your connecting flight? What’s up with that? I didn’t hear about it–was it on the way out or on the way home?

  5. zstitches says:

    Whole ‘nother story. 🙂 Out the door to go see Indiana Jones (late, because Henry’s diaper must have gotten twisted and it didn’t catch anything and he got his hands in it — and fortunately came to me to complain about it — but only after he’d tracked it up the stairs. So while I was to be getting ready to leave for our date, instead Dean was steam-cleaning the stairs and I was bathing Henry and washing out his clothes. Ick.

  6. Robby says:

    TMI, ha, just kidding. 🙂

    I hope you can at least lose your cold.

  7. zstitches says:

    No, TMI would be for me to tell you that yesterday I was looking at a dark smear on a dish towel and trying to figure out what it was, when I realized Henry had tried to clean his own hands before he came to me complaining about not being able to get them clean. (I’m pretty sure no one had used the dirty dish towel after that. Clinging to that belief.)

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