The Fatal Flaw

I have a fatal flaw that I have lived with most of my life. However, this offtrack it almost did me in. You see, I lose things. Lose, however, is such a harsh word. It's more like I misplace things. However, it's not just trivial things, oh no somehow it is always big things, important things. For example, my debit card has been left in the drive through ATM so many times that the banker told me he was going to print me out an award for the most re-issued cards. (This however, is not all my fault, those darn machines, they spit out your receipt and you forget the card is still inside.) I have finally come up with a theory on why I misplace things. It has to do with teaching school. At school I am a cracker jack of responsibility. Remember 150 sixth graders names. Check. Keep track of 100 student's papers a day. Check. Make sure all the students do their assignments, turn them in, take them home to finish. Check. I know exactly where Miley's reading book is, where her math paper got put and what she did with her super hero story. However, once I leave school my brain overloads and must turn off. This is how the off track went. First, at the rental car agency in San Diego, I was so focused on where we would be going and the deal our sweet talkers were giving us, that I somehow left my wallet and the map on the desk. Have no fear just before we pulled away a good Samaritan came running out to give it to us. Phew! Next I went to the valley to a conference. Thinking that I didn't want to carry a bulky purse I took only my license. Unfortunately, sometime during my smooth driving that night I was left with empty pockets at the end of the evening. Thankfully, and I mean thankfully, it didn't get too far, only hidden away under a seat in the car. The next incident was my return flight home. After the flight, I sat waiting for my ride. Conscious that my purse was sitting up high on my luggage for a robber to steal, I responsibly put it under my seat. After a few minutes I wondered if my roommate had her phone and thought back to my last flight in from home, where my phone had been left at home (another wonderful moment in my life, try living without a phone for a few days, ugly, ugly, very, very ugly) I hurriedly got up, grabbed my luggage and took off to find her. Yes, that's right I left the purse there, and when I realized it was gone, it was gone. After a mild heart attack and a hour later my purse was turned in, with nothing missing. Bless all of the dear honest people in the world. This string of events doesn't end there though. You see last week I went into my school to make a few copies and start planning some curriculum. I ran out to my car in a hurry for an appointment, and what did I see? My keys locked inside. I went back inside and told the office staff I was never going to be responsible again and come in off track to work. And now you can see how this fatal flaw has begun it's festering again. However, I'm determined to squash it! So far I've gone a whole week without losing anything, well unless you count my prescription refill, or my friend's phone number, and . . . . ok, ok, nobody is perfect.