I’ve had a long-standing problem that just suddenly got resolved. I have lost my WMU Procurement Card and my WMU ID months and months ago. I’ve never lost anything like this and I’ve harbored a suspicion that the two cards ended up in some pocket of some article of clothing that I haven’t worn since I saw them last. It’s been close to a year that these two cards have been missing. I’ve been dreading my monthly balance of my WMU Procard fearing that it fell out of my pocket in Chicago or Denver and I never knew. The other dread I had was reserved for October of this year when my WMU Procard expires. “Give us your old card…” would have been an EPIC problem.

But thanks to Scott, who was searching for his lost iPhone he pulled the cushions off the blue couch in our living room and apparently as bright as day and twice as maddening were both my WMU Procurement Card and my old WMU ID. So, these two very important bits of my professional life were in the safest place in the entire universe. Stuck in my couch. Now they are right in front of me and will be stuffed in my wallet.

I’ve searched all around for these two G-D cards and the whole time I’ve had George Carlin in my head: “Well I’ve looked everywhere!” “Well, obviously not, the god damn thing is still missing!” “Have you ever checked a suit you haven’t worn in 20 years for something you had 5 minutes ago?!” and finally the cloud parts and here are the missing cards.

At least now I don’t have to worry about this any longer. Just to polish off the entire affair, I found Scott’s phone as well. It had fallen behind the toilet, between the wall and the water supply line.

It sort of feels like life took a chunk out of me and noticed, and put a chunk back.