Sometimes we encounter these little problems...

My purse was stolen today. I was at the food bank for a photo of us getting a check from a local group. The food bank itself was not open. We work out of the annex (rec room) of a local church. The seniors were having an event to box cookies to send to the troops. Thanks to the mail drive, we had gotten in a truck load of food that was totally eclectic. After the picture was taken, some of us who work with the food bank were moving the food drive into the storage room, trying to sort it out an stocking the (almost) empty shelves.

I left my purse on a table in the front (public) area.

Later, my purse was missing.

Two of the other people had seen an individual who was not affiliated with either group (the food bank or the seniors) who was sitting by the door. Someone even asked him what he was doing there. "Waiting for my ride" That individual is the prime suspect. My purse was leather, and could be either a purse or a back pack.

I spent the afternoon calling credit cards, banks, gas cards, etc. Mostly a pain.

George has currently forbidden me from returning to the food bank.

First thing tomorrow, we have to go to the bank, tell them what outstanding checks are valid, and get a new checking account. Of course, his Social Security and my pension are direct deposited. FUN!! Then, since my car keys are also missing, as well as the remote keyless thingie, must call and find out how to re-key car (a Saturn, with nearest dealership 90+ miles away now) etc.

Oh yes, did I also mention that my drivers license is gone? Another thing to replace.

What else was in there? An OLD folding umbrella, a tube of SPF 30 sun-screen, a picture of George taken in 1964 (which I can't replace), my CA bar card (maybe THAT will give someone pause) and, unfortuneatly, an address book. I have to e-mail a bunch of friends to ask them to re-mail me their snail-mail addresses.

Fun, fun, fun.

Thank God, I hadn't taken my cell phone with me!

First hope was that the jerk had only taken the cash and would toss the rest. No such luck. He (?) was on-line, down-loading stuff and charging it to one of my cards when I called to cancel that card! Of course, with a down-load, you need at least an Appellate Court decision to get the ISP to divulge any information. Fat chance!

So now, I need to re-key my car, the truck and my house. In the meantime, the house alarm is set at all times!

Ain't life grand?