The Knight Returns

I must have bad karma where shopping trips with Liam are concerned.  Yesterday I went to Wal-Mart with a big list of grocery and toiletry items (yes, I go to Wal-Mart because I am all about saving a few bucks, especially when buying the things I hate spending money on in the first place).  Liam was great, I found most things on my list, and I completed the trip with just enough time to drive home to feed him. 

Fast forward to hauling Liam in the house who was crying like he needed to eat a half an hour ago, and Chad helping me unload the van.  I wanted to get my receipt out of my wallet so I didn't forget to enter it in the checkbook.  No wallet in the diaper bag.  Flashback to me setting the wallet in the cart and saying to myself "don't forget to take that out."  I started shrieking hysterically with the realization that I had left my wallet in the cart, which was now in the corral in the Wal-Mart parking lot.  My dramatics are going to give Chad a heart attack some day.  My wallet had the most cash I've ever had in it due to birthday and blow money (Dave Ramsey term, I have not turned to a life of drugs) that I don't have time to spend on myself.  

Chad hopped in his work vehicle - thank goodness he is home for lunch at opportune times!! - and raced to Wal-Mart in the hopes of my wallet still being there.  And would you believe that it still was?!?  My Knight comes to the rescue again. 

And, it's probably not Liam and I with the bad karma, it's me and my wallet.  Or, as Rissa believes, it's what I get for going to Wal-Mart.