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Aug. 20th, 2006 09:35 pmHello all. I had a wonderful vacation, right up until the time I got back to New York. Delta managed to lose one of my bags, as in, they have no way of knowing where it is right now, and I've managed to convince myself that the bag did in fact make it to JFK and someone stole it there, in which case I am just screwed completely.
I'm trying my best not to be too upset about it -- it was almost all clothing, and while it was some of my favorite tops and pants, in the end, it's just clothes, and not expensive clothes at that. But there was about $40 of newly-bought merchandise in there, and my meds were in there (nothing that will be life-threatening if I don't take it for a few days, thankfully -- it's the cost of replacing them that has me concerned), and my MAKEUP, which of course was only in my checked luggage because of the recent ridiculousness, and hell, most of all I'm upset about the bag itself, which is a beat-up brown leather roller that I love.
The hilarious thing (and dare I say ironic?) is that on the plane I was reading this really interesting article about positive psychology, i.e., finding happiness, and it pumped me up a little bit and had me thinking of ways to try to focus on the positive. And then this happened. THERE IS A REASON I'M A PESSIMIST, PEOPLE.
So, fingers crossed for me that they find my bag, please? I admit that I am quite upset at the moment.
I'm trying my best not to be too upset about it -- it was almost all clothing, and while it was some of my favorite tops and pants, in the end, it's just clothes, and not expensive clothes at that. But there was about $40 of newly-bought merchandise in there, and my meds were in there (nothing that will be life-threatening if I don't take it for a few days, thankfully -- it's the cost of replacing them that has me concerned), and my MAKEUP, which of course was only in my checked luggage because of the recent ridiculousness, and hell, most of all I'm upset about the bag itself, which is a beat-up brown leather roller that I love.
The hilarious thing (and dare I say ironic?) is that on the plane I was reading this really interesting article about positive psychology, i.e., finding happiness, and it pumped me up a little bit and had me thinking of ways to try to focus on the positive. And then this happened. THERE IS A REASON I'M A PESSIMIST, PEOPLE.
So, fingers crossed for me that they find my bag, please? I admit that I am quite upset at the moment.
