Complete Twat

I may have overreacted slightly, but the whole stress of the situation just overwhelmed me and I couldn't hold back the tears. Plus I was gutted I'd lost the little cards from my sister and the last of my savings.
As I got my bag ready to leave for the big Curry Ingredients Spree I looked at the savings in my wallet that I'd put in for yesterday's estate sale and thought "I should really leave that at home" but ended up not, and taking it all out with me.
I did my own thing in Meijer while Bob and Butch got some kitchenware to make a big elaborate curry, Indian soup and naans for this evening. I paid for my stuff, got rushed by the Chinese woman behind me whose box of cereal was hurtling towards me before I'd even started packing my bag (self-scan with conveyer belts - not a good idea with impatient ppl), had a quick slurp at the water fountain on the way out and went and sat in the truck and talked to Mike about Marilyn Monroe. Bob and Butch weren't back yet so I figured I had time to nip back in the store and have a wee (yes, you are going to get every detail because this still feels like one big drama that I have to release for any real sense of closure). As I put my eyeliner back in my bag I thought "This feels light, where's my....shit!!!" My wallet wasn't in my bag. Flew to the Customer Service desk, pushing in to ask if anyone had handed in a green wallet. She looked in a little cupboard and said no. Checked the conveyor belt - not there. Asked the bloke standing at the self-scan helpdesk - no. Really trying not to panic but really starting to panic. Went to the truck to see if it was in there or my bag of shopping. Ran back to the Customer Service desk to ask again. Bloke had a dozy look through that box, "Nah. You can check back later." I thought he would ask for my details so he could contact me if it got handed in but he didn't.
I then started crying because of the aforementioned keepsakes and savings and it kept upsetting me that someone had my pictures of Jake. My three strapping young men asked for security while I literally digged in bins, sure that all I needed to do was find it, it was lying somewhere waiting for me and it would be okay. If someone had taken the money, they'd have just dumped the rest, like last time. The security woman came up and said she'd check the tapes but not to get my hopes up because if it's been taken then I'm not gonna see it again. From what she said, she didn't think much of Ypsilanti folk. Anyway, she checked the tapes, said she saw the Chinese woman with her box of cereal, but there was no wallet in the packing area, from what she could see. Which was sort of a relief, as that might mean I'd just misplaced it, instead of it being stolen. Except we'd looked everywhere.
So I thanked her and left to go cancel my bank and library card.
As we pulled up outside the house, Bob's mum came out on the phone and it was the security lady at Meijer - the purse had been handed in at the Customer Service desk! She said she'd checked the tapes again and could see it on the floor (well done me) and a Meijer guy had seen it and handed it in. I was like, I asked there twice! Bloody useless. So happy though. I was really torturing myself for being such a ditsy twat.
So, phew, happy ending. I might get it sewn into my right arm to avoid another escapade.

Curry was lovely :)