I Am Officially The Biggest Loser

I don’t know about you, but my life has been in fast forward mode for several months. I haven’t had a chance to relax for a second and even when I took a vacation this past week, we hit Disney, Universal, Sea World and Gatorland in five days, then took a plane home to New York where we circled White Plains for nearly an hour, then landed at JFK, took a bus back to White Plains and then, after traveling by car in thick pea soup fog, we finally arrived home at 2 am.
When I got around to unpacking this morning, I realized that I lost something…again. This time, it was a shoe. Over the last month I haven’t lost weight but I have lost possessions. No – I wasn’t robbed. Just careless. It started about a month and a half ago when I nearly lost my diamond tennis bracelet while I was racing around town with my clients. While we found the bracelet, that same day, I lost my new scarf in a taxi cab. Then, a few days later I nearly lost my laptop when I placed it on top of a bunch of magazines while I paid for gum and an US Weekly and as I walked away, realized something was missing. Thankfully, I raced back and my Mac Book Pro was still there.
And then there was my earring. After I went to the gym, I noticed that only one of my favorite earrings was missing. Looked all over, but couldn’t find it anywhere. Meanwhile, a few days later, I officially lost my bracelet. Rather than get the safety clasp fixed, I kept checking it wherever I went and during a rare moment when I wasn’t paying attention, it disappeared into thin air.
For the life of me, I can’t remember the last time I was wearing my bracelet and nearly had a nervous breakdown when I realized it was gone. And now, nearly two weeks since I lost it, I’ve still been looking all over my house, hoping it’ll miraculously turn up. But it’s gone and I’m a big loser. This is the second time I’ve lost an amazing piece of jewelry (inadvertently threw out my wedding band when I was 9 months pregnant) – and at this rate, I don’t think I’ll ever receive an expensive diamond gift again (sniffle, sniffle). While some people have lost their shirt in the stock market, I’m doing my part to contribute to our nation’s crumbling economy by losing expensive jewelry, scarves and one black sandal.
I guess I should look on the bright side. In an effort to cheer me up, my mom told me that Angelina Jolie just lost a pair of diamond earrings that were worth over $100,000. Thanks Angie. At least I’m not the only one.