Today I had my wallet stolen. Right out of my purse at the grocery store while I was browsing the aisles. My whole life was in there, just about. Some money has already been removed from one of my accounts. Debit cards and ATM cards have been deactivated, and money will be returned to the account. But accounts still need to be closed and money transferred to new accounts.
Most everything has to be done in person during business hours - drivers license, bank accounts, fraud alert. Everything is a priority, but I can't be everywhere at the same time.
I face possible identity theft. The thief knows where I live. There are photos of my children in the wallet. Business cards of friends and colleagues. I feel like I am going to throw up.
And then I discover that The Little One's hamster died sometime during the day. She was beside herself. Had to ask her to stop carrying it's little dead body around the house. Worse, I had to talk her out of just keeping it instead of burying it. I felt so badly for her. She just kept saying, "I took care of him. I just fed him and gave him fresh water. I even washed out his bottle." And she did all of those things. I guess it was just his time.
What a day. I want a do-over.