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OMG, the relief after a major panic! And it was my own stupid fault.

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lemsip Mon 04-Apr-22 11:00:26

what a relief when ou found the photo!

........trouble with a safe place is I soetimes can't rememer where that is when I want the item......but i know it's safe! ha ha

Auntieflo Mon 04-Apr-22 10:54:42

Witzend, I feel your relief after having done such a thing in the past. Well done for finding them.

Witzend Mon 04-Apr-22 10:52:33

grannyactivist

I can imagine first the panic and then the relief all too well.

I once realised, as I stepped on the bus to begin a European coach holiday, that my passport was still under the scanner at home! ? My husband (who was not accompanying me on the holiday) drove home, collected my passport then drove to a further coach stop to deliver it. The waiting time was excruciating, but the relief when he turned up in the nick of time was overwhelming.

Oh Lord Grannyactivist! Talk about a phew moment!,,

Dd once went gaily off from Oxford to Heathrow, for a flight to Rome for work - only to realise on check-in that she’d picked her dh’s passport instead!

He drove down with it asap, but too late - she had to get the next flight.

Friends of ours who’d stayed close to us the night before a long haul holiday, only realised at Gatwick that their teen dd had put her and her younger sister’s passports - wait for it - inside her tennis racket case, and had then left said tennis racket at an aunt’s house - in North London!

Friend (the mum) phoned me almost in tears, saying the rest of the family were all laughing - they found it funny!

Passports were sent in a taxi, but again too late. The rest of the family flew, the two girls were put in a taxi to us and I put them on a plane the next day.

Callistemon21 Mon 04-Apr-22 10:29:24

Oh goodness, I understand the panic then the relief.
We've had those 'passport moments', all sorted out in time thank goodness (with a major adjustment once!)

lixy Mon 04-Apr-22 09:47:48

Strong cup of tea with sugar called for!
I hate that 'hot and cold all over' feeling when I realise I've done something totally ridiculous again. If only I knew the secret of remembering where that safe place is!

Lexisgranny Mon 04-Apr-22 09:46:42

I wholeheartedly agree, it’s so much worse when someone else is depending on you.

Regrettably bin surfing has become a fairly regular event in our household. The two items searched for are a spoon and the knife. The culprit is DH who regularly throws the spoon away with the yogurt pot and his favourite fruit knife wrapped in a piece of kitchen roll with the debris left from the apple. I am not involved in this desperate search, neither do I say anything……….but I think a lot!

(Having said that, I still haven’t found my overpriced iPad pen, lost within weeks of purchase)

nadateturbe Mon 04-Apr-22 09:37:12

Done that many times.

Such a relief to find them!

grannyactivist Mon 04-Apr-22 09:35:06

I can imagine first the panic and then the relief all too well.

I once realised, as I stepped on the bus to begin a European coach holiday, that my passport was still under the scanner at home! ? My husband (who was not accompanying me on the holiday) drove home, collected my passport then drove to a further coach stop to deliver it. The waiting time was excruciating, but the relief when he turned up in the nick of time was overwhelming.

Calendargirl Mon 04-Apr-22 09:28:08

I think we’ve all had similar experiences.

Bad enough if you mess up something for yourself, even worse if you do it to someone else.

I can imagine the relief when you found them.

PECS Mon 04-Apr-22 09:23:59

Stomach churning panic moment! Glad it turned out alright in the end! ?

glammanana Mon 04-Apr-22 09:18:58

Witzend Well done for finding them what a relief.
I have been seen a few times going through my bin for things thrown out by mistake.
You where very lucky as my binmen arrive just after 6.30am.

Witzend Mon 04-Apr-22 09:09:34

Dd has been super-stressed lately, because they’re going away in the Easter hols and she’d forgotten to check elder dcs’ passports (expired) and apply for one for the 2 year old - in plenty of time.

Not that I blame her - 3 little ones and both of them working more or less full time. So I agreed to go to a fast-track appt in London for the youngest - first thing on Weds morning. So she sent me all the documents, plus the little photos in a tiny cellophane sleeve, recorded delivery.

They arrived the next day, fine.
This morning I checked all the docs, all lying together on my ‘desk’, aka the littered dining room table - no photos!! ?

And it’s bin men day, paper and card and landfill, but thank heaven the bin men hadn’t yet been, so I went through a mass of newspapers and magazines, page by page.

Should have done the landfill first, very little of it. And lo, there the tiny sleeve of photos was. Alas, all too easy to pick up with something else if you’re careless. (Like me).

Talk about phew! But thank heavens I thought to check before the bin men came.

Memo to self - another time, put any such things in a safe place!