I knew I was rushing to get all the presents wrapped. But things were going well, and the presents were neatly laid out for everyone -- their gifts to wrap, gift cards.... it was all there. So I got them wrapped, and in their appropriate gift card boxes, and put them under the tree. A couple of hours later, we went to celebrate Christmas Eve with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law.
And that's when it hit me: I didn't remember doing anything with that Delta Air Lines gift card we'd purchased for our daughter's adventures. No worries, it must be laying on the bed in the guest bedroom. So I didn't worry any further and enjoyed my night.
Once back at home, I immediately looked around for it -- couldn't find it. I retraced my steps, couldn't find it. Started to wonder if it was possible that I'd thrown it in the garbage. No, couldn't have. I'd crumpled up all the bags to make sure nothing was in them. But... better check.
Yeah, the card was in the garbage. When I'd crumpled the bags, I'd also crumpled the card -- so it was seriously bent out of shape. And yet, I hadn't noticed it. Oh well, it spends the same....