goddamnit

On the afternoon the day before I am to drive to Boston, I lose my card case with my driving license, bank card and Amex. So I can't rent the car that I had planned to drive with all the drums and amplifiers, and in any case, I have no license. So I freak out first, take some deep breaths, cancel my afternoon class, and begin figuring out what the f-ck to do. And scour every inch of my apartment in search of the damn thing.

Luckily my brother generously offered to drive. He can see his friend up there and I can get my students taken care of. I rarely lose things, which makes this incredibly frustrating. And most likely the wallet is somewhere in this apartment. Ugh.