new year's eve

 I planned to gather all the data for the volkssport walks yesterday. I would start at the o Suites on the south side, then walk over to the Hotel Bethlehem, and take the other bridge back.

Lydia and I arrived at the Comfort Suites, and I realize I forgot the 17 slugs. I wnt to the car and looked in my walk box. Not there. I go back in the hotel and tell Lydia I'd be back in 10. Once home, I opened the drawer that they should be in—the one with gift cards, checkbooks, and other valuables. Not there. I looked a couple other places. Nada. I text Lydia, I can't find it.

Then I noticed the 17 KSVA books I was supposed to take. Oh and they special program sheets. I'm a mess and still no 17 slugs. Decide I will tear apart the office tomorrow. I get back to the Comfort Suites, and place the books and the sheets in the book. I grab out the log sheets. We throw the extra stuff in the trunk and head to Hotel B.

Once at Hotel B, we secure the box, and take the book out. As I pull the log sheets, I realize I don't have the special programs sheets. Shit, I left them at the Comfort Suites. We head back to the south side. I put both the north and south side sheets in the south side book. Really could this day get worse?

It was maybe a 2-mile walk. I think I'm being generous. But it's a start.

This walk had all the components of a French farce.