First I lost my umbrella ☂. I noticed its absence after quite sometime had passed. I assumed incorrectly that it must be lying in a forgotten corner. After it didn’t materialize on its own, it dawned on me (days too late) it had departed to the land where forgotten things go.
Next came my favorite pair of gloves. One minute, I had both of them, and in the next instance I noticed my right hand was bare. Where I had managed to lose it? I had no idea.
Yesterday I was going to lose all my cards. If Son had not accompanied me, I would have exactly done it just like that. When I got down at an Art Store, Son told me he was going to take a nap while I browsed inside. I insisted that he came with me. After I paid for the two round brushes I had bought, I totally forgot my wallet on the counter. Thankfully Son reminded me, and averted a major crisis in my life.