I inevitably lose something when I travel. As such, I arrived home two days ago after an exciting and fun trip to Chicago for Wizard World, seeing people I never dreamed I'd see, up close and personal, getting posters and other things signed which I will treasure forever. The XFiles made my career in the 90's as a Computer Scientist so much easier because of Scully. Men were more respectful of an attractive female simply because there was a character on television who made it acceptable to be a female who had a brain in the professional world. 

Today I woke up with the realization that my two very prized treasures from that trip were not in my possession. I struggled for a couple of hours with where they might be, how I lost them, and what I could do to retrieve them. Having lost a 128gb SIM card with three days of vacation photos in New York just a few months ago, I was going through all of those emotions all over again. They are just possessions in one sense, but in reality they are mementos that I can never replace. Feeling the sense of loss and kicking myself for being so careless once again, I called my airline's lost and found department. After much sympathy and a fruitless search, the agent told me she hoped I found them, leaving me with several recommendations on other places to check. 

As I hung up, my brain came out of panic mode, and I remembered that I'd shipped those posters safely home, in a box that will arrive later today. I am in full rejoice mode and laughing at myself right now. 2 + 2 = stop doubting myself. I planned well this trip and didn't lose a thing, gaining new friends and lovely experiences with memories to last me for many years to come. Here's one, will add the other later.

Update June 1, 2017: Oh yeah, it's later. I'll get those photos taken and posted.