How painting saved my evening

[jchrisobrien]

Despite having lost my wallet, I had a fairly level head. I wanted to throw something or hit something, but by the time I raised my fist I just lost the impulse. I decided to just fold up my clothes instead of hurling them at something. I called my dad and talked to him a bit, he gave me some encouraging words, but I felt the downward spiral continue. I knew that I needed a distraction. So, I picked up my paintbrushes and decided to do a little detailing work on some Space Marines. The thing is, I couldn't remember which shoulder pad was supposed to get the chapter symbol. I walked back into my room and pulled the Space Marine codex from my bookshelf. Another book I had laid on top of it started to fall out, so I adjusted it.

And saw something move on top of it.

I pulled the book out slowly.

It had an invitation to a cookout on it.

My wallet.

I called the bank, but they had already cancelled my bank card.
The good news is that because they were so prompt, it meant the DMV couldn't process my credit card request to order a new license.
Which means I'm only out five dollars, not the thirty five I would have spent to replace the ATM card, license, and wallet.

Painting is good for you in more ways than one.

Comments

[spitcurl.livejournal.com]

good news!