Kicking Myself

I am so frustrated. So frustated, upset and angry with myself. Those are the worst emotions to feel towards yourself because there is no one else to blame but you. So here's why I am kicking myself, and have been kicking myself all morning long:



It's February 13 and my boyfriend and I are celebrating Valentine's Day early because he works late tomorrow. And do we really need to celebrate Valentine's Day? Probably not, but it's an excuse to try out a new restaurant and to buy him little gifts that show him I love him...however the importance or relevance of Valentine's Day is another blog all together. So instead of the traditional celebration on the 14th, we decided to go out for dinner tonight as he has the day off. Now for those of you who know my sister through her blog, you know she labels herself as a Type A personality. Even though we only share our father and have different moms, that personality trait definitely was passed along to me also. I knew about our Valentine's Day plans last week and pre-planned my gifts and my shopping nights to get it all done before last weekend even started. I made a list at work of present ideas, potential costs and stores to buy them in. Can you say Type A personality? My sister and I definitely share this characteristic.
Last night I wrapped the gifts, made a coupon book with some romantic offers, and set aside the receipts in case something goes wrong with the presents. Thinking ahead, knowing I was being picked up right from work, I packed away the gifts, a pair of dress shoes and my make up into a shoulder bag to bring with me to work.
I woke up early, gave myself ample time to shower, do my hair, get dressed and eat breakfast. Then I was out the door at 7:20am to catch my first bus of the day (it was ten minutes late). No problems there unless you count a packed bus and standing awkwardly for twenty minutes a problem. I transfer to my second bus of the day (it was 10 minutes late), the one that takes me close to my work. I get off, walk into my building and am steps away from my door when I realize I am carrying one bag. One. I left the house with two, and now I have one. I left my bag on the second bus. The bag with my make up, presents, and shoes. The bag I so carefully packed the night before was no longer in my possession.
After spending an hour on the phone with the friendly people from customer service and lost and found I figured out there might be a way to get my bag back. The bus I was on was returning and doing the same route at about 10:30am. If I waited at the bus stop I could potentially get my bag back. So I was out there from 10:15am - 11:20am and never saw my bus return. I called back again, and found out that my bus had reported mechnical problems and was taken from the station to the garage. I found out that it's the policy of the bus company when an item is lost that it becomes the responsibility of that bus driver. The bus driver takes the lost items with them until the end of their shift then surrenders them at the garage where they're locked overnight. In the morning Lost and Found picks up the lost items and brings them to their office downtown where they can be claimed. The "public" as we're so graciously called, are not allowed to go to the garage and retrieve their belongings. We, the "public", must wait until the next day and call lost and found to see if they've been returned.



So here I am, kicking myself and wondering why I couldn't have forgotten my second bag on the days where I go to the gym and all that's in there are my runners, shorts, bra and shirt. Instead I've forgotten my bag when I've got about $300 worth of stuff in there...and yes this stuff can be replaced, and yes it could be worse and my wallet could've been in that bag...but all the same, I'm showing up to dinner tonight with nothing to give, no make up on my face and no nice shoes to wear out. Thankfully my boyfriend has reassured me that I could show up empty handed in a garbage bag and he'd still think I'm beautiful and the most thoughtful girlfriend he's ever had. However I'll be kicking myself for the rest of the day.