I haz a sad

I lost my MARC train ticket for October. I managed to lose it after only having used it ONCE. This, ladies and gentlemen, is an extremely obvious example of waste. I spent three solid days tearing apart my house looking for it. I made three different phone calls to see if someone had turned it in at various locations - and I HATE making phone calls. No sign of the MARC ticket anywhere.

Clearly I need a better system for keeping track of it! I tried putting the ticket in a large plastic sleeve to make it easier to find in my purse, but I think that ultimately worked against me: since it was so large it was constantly in my way, and I couldn't stash it away safely in the zippered pocket inside my purse.

(On a metaphysical note, I truly believe that EVERYTHING that happens in life happens for a reason, but even my positive cheery self is having a hard time seeing the greater meaning behind this little mishap!)