That Mini-Heart Attack When...

I'm realizing that unless I start typing out my entries again, I'm not going to post at all! Pretty horrible, right?! I really did try to be consistent with the video posts, but they take so much time. Between the actual recording of the entry and the editing (because I am an overachiever...judge me! lol!) process, I end up spending HOURS just to get it onto the site. Until I come up with a faster way to post video entries, or stop trying to be such a perfectionist, I'll have to go back to good ol' typing. Ok, on to other things...
I have a story to tell! OH EM GEE! You guys, last weekend I had to spend my time in Pennsylvania for a class that I take which meets on Saturdays from 9-4. Rather than drive the two hours and be completely exhausted for the entire class time, I choose to stay the night in a hotel that is nearby the school. Well, this past Friday on my way to the hotel, I had to make a stop at a Walmart in a very umm..."ghetto" area. I needed some supplies so I figured I'd run in real quick and grab what I needed before someone grabbed me! I usually go shopping with just my keys and my wallet unless I expect the shopping experience to last a couple of hours. In my head, I estimated that this particular shop would take 30 minutes max. I walked through the Walmart, got what I needed and left...I didn't make eye contact with anyone either in case I got snatched...lol! Trust me, if you were in the town that I was in, you'd do the same thing. I forgot to bring my stun gun with me, so I had to be swift with my actions...Just kidding!! No stun gun, at least not yet! ;-) But I digress, so I exited the store and walked quickly to my car pushing my cart with my few items. I threw everything into my trunk as fast as I could and got in my car to get to the hotel which was about 25 minutes away. I safely arrived to my destination and gathered my things to check-in and as I approached the concierge to get my hotel room, she says,

"...I'll gladly check you in, can I please have a form of ID to verify your identity?"

I nodded in agreement and reached into my purse to pull out my wallet...it took me a minute to shovel through my bag because I only carry huge bags, hence the reason why I typically leave them in the car when I go shopping. Well, I dug and fished through my bag and there was no wallet. Wait..wait...NO WALLET?!!! I told the woman that I probably left my wallet in the car so I'd be right back. I ran to my car to search through it for my wallet, but I still couldn't find it. At this point, I had about four mini heart attacks because if the wallet wasn't in my bag, and it wasn't in my car, then that could only mean one thing....

I FORGOT MY WALLET AT WALMART IN THE GHETTO TOWN!

I tell you, I could've peed, pooped, vomited, died, had an aneurysm, everything right then and there! I found the receipt for the Walmart in one of the shopping bags and called the store hoping that someone recovered it for me. The woman I spoke to in the store had to be the most incompetent, rude human being I ever encountered in my whole world! Under normal circumstances I would have gotten upset, but at the time I was just nervous because I needed my wallet! You see, my wallet basically contains my life! It contains all my credit cards, debit cards, store cards, DNA, blood samples, hair follicles, just everything...well maybe not ALL of those things...but without my wallet I couldn't get into the hotel, or go to school the next day, or drive cause my license was in there too! The woman on the phone said that she didn't see a wallet and hung up. I was pissed to the highest level of pisstivity! I decided I was going to drive back from Pennsylvania to the Walmart and look for it myself. As I drove, I literally heard God say,

"...Hey, don't worry you'll get your wallet back with nothing missing...trust me on that."

Within seconds of God speaking, a man calls me to ask if I lost a wallet because the cart that he and his girlfriend had chosen to take into the Walmart had it sitting in there. I was floored!! I left my wallet in the cart, in the parking lot, OUTSIDE!! Anyone could've taken it, and because of the reputation of the town, that was more than likely what was supposed to happen! However, my case was different. The man said to me that he was gonna leave the wallet but he noticed that it had alot of important things in there so he decided to call a number from one of the business cards he saw inside and see if he could reach me. I thanked him maybe 42 times for his Samaritan gesture and told him that I was on my way to pick it up. He said that he and his girlfriend would wait for me to come get it in the interim. When I arrived to pick up the wallet, the guy looked like someone you'd see on "First 48"...lol...he was a tried, and true gangster, and his girlfriend looked like she'd pop a chick real quick! lol! All the more reason why I was SHOCKED that he held the wallet for me! When I approached him, he said,

"...I saw the wallet in the cart and I was like, wow someone lost their stuff, that's f***ed up man...and I was gonna leave it too, but I said this person got too much stuff in there, lemme try to find out who it belongs to..."

Just as God promised me, I got back my wallet with not a single article missing...NOTHING...I mean not even a penny was missing! What's even more amazing is that by the time I returned to the hotel, the front desk clerk switched to a guy. The guy looked at me and saw my name and said,

"...Oh I had an ex-girlfriend named Gisella...I used to call her Gissy..."

lol...I guess the guy liked me or had a flashback because he upgraded my room for no charge to the executive floor where I got a suite and complimentary drinks at the bar if I so desired!! Talk about FAVOR! I never asked the guy for anything, I just wanted to lay down because after what I just experienced, I needed a serious nap and a hard glass of tap water! As I rode in the elevator to my luxurious hotel room (lol!) I thanked God for recovering what I had lost within moments, and then giving me divine favor with people who didn't even know me. Miracles still happen guys...trust me! I experienced it!