So, not far from this massive fake column that was for sale at Caritas, I put down my bag because I needed both hands and some climbing skills to get to the perfect chair to add to our three existing kitchen chairs. I turned my back on the bag, and when triumphantly emerging from the chaos of chairs with my prize, it was nowhere to be seen. A customer said he saw a man exit with a red bag a minute earlier… so, I immediately called, cancelled my cards, and made my way home thinking about what was in my bag. My wallet. That’s a big one. My work keys. My colleague’s work keys, that I was bringing to her. My possum merino gloves (I loved those!). But, that’s kind of it. Lots of paper and junk and empty shopping bags and probably some nicknacks that I have forgotten about. Just yesterday I also had my slr in there, and that would have been pretty awful to lose. So… it sounds crazy, but if I ever was to have my bag stolen, today was not that bad a day for it!
I still hope that my keys and the other keys are returned to me.