It took just a half second

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Yup. Barely a blink of my eye and the world shifted. Hubby handed me my wallet. I had the idea to pull my debit card from the wallet so that I could gas up the car. My hands have been hurting more and my fingers are probably swollen. Anyway, that tiny movement of pulling the card out, every day movement. My fingers quit working well and my debit card flew to where??? I am delighted with my little car and its great gas mileage. Sometimes the car fails me. That debit card could be between the seats, in the cracks. Possibly. Probably. You bet both hubby and me searched, poked, prodded. I even managed to crawl into the back seat for another view. And panicked trying to get out as my knees crunched cause hubby was in the house by then. We have a second bank account so I will use that card until the new debit card arrives next week. I feel guilty. Like I did an awful thing. And it is awful. My hands are just not cooperating as much as they used to. On we go- I'm lounging in hubby's new and sweet recliner while he naps upstairs. We went to the pool this morning then the debit card disaster happened.