...After that, it was a routine week - lots of classes and lessons and kid-wrangling. Here is a photo of our English class in action - some people are hiding from the sun, which burns so hot out there at 2:00 in the afternoon.
Things took a turn for the worse yesterday. It was Sunday, and our nearby library branch was closed, so I decided to take the kids to the one in downtown La Jolla. We figured out the buses, and made it to downtown - but when we got off the bus, I discovered my wallet was missing. I must have laid it next to me on the seat, or something equally stupid, as I know I had it getting on the bus.
I spent the next couple of hours in a panic, as the kids and I didn't even have bus fare to get home. I stopped every bus driver I could find, hoping I'd run into the same bus again, or that they'd know how to contact the other driver. No luck. Finally, the kids and I spent an hour at the library (unable to take any books out, library card in wallet)... then I called a taxi. The taxi driver was willing to wait downstairs while I ran up to our apartment and raided Baz's piggybank for the fare.
I held out hope that the wallet would be turned into a lost and found ... but no. This afternoon we finally started seeing fraudulent credit-card charges. So, now, all the credit cards had to be cancelled, the cash was lost, in addition to museum passes, health insurance cards, photo identification. If anyone out there has lost a wallet, you'll sympathize with me - it sucks. And it is going to be a long road back to putting it all together again.
Tomorrow is a new day...