Trash Day

This morning began like any other day, except for the cruel fact that it was trash day. Of course it's trash day. Why wouldn't it be trash day? Tuesday's are always the day for my trash to be hauled away to the landfill to rot for eternity without a hope of ever seeing me again. Why am I so hopelessly sad about my trash? Lemme expound a bit shall I? Ben, as always, was wonderful & let me sleep in today:) I got up took a shower, ate breakfast, fed the kids snack a few hours later, put Dylan down for a nap, came downstairs & saw my wallet just laying on the dining room floor... now I vaguely remember Dylan manhandling my wallet last night before bed, but he quickly lost interest and put it down & I totally forgot about it until this moment... I picked up my wallet & it felt unusually light, so I opened it up & ALL of my credit, debit, insurance, club, library etc... cards were missing. Do you see where this one's going? M'yeahm so did I. After searching for a few minutes I just knew the little rascal threw them ALL in the trash & they were ALL happily on their way to the dump. He is soooooo lucky he was a little angel taking a nap at that precise moment because I was so frustrated that I cried for over an hour about it! I know I was probably overreacting but I have had to report my cards lost like 3 times in the past year! I felt like screaming...ok well I did scream in my pillow, along with the crying;) It was just one of those days for me. Sigh* I even said a desperate prayer that I'd find the cards but even as I was praying the answer was "sorry lady, they are gone forever", So I called all the card companies and once again reported that I was lame. My life should return to normal in 7-10 business days. Darn you trash day!!!!!!!!