Funny thing (coulda been not funny) happened on way to Air Force Base commissary today.  About 5 minutes out I checked my breast pocket for my ID card I need to get through gate.  Not there.  I pulled over to search.  It had fallen out and was down between car seat and transmission.  I had taken my phone out earlier and the ID stuck to phone and fell between the seats. 

After some choice words to myself I retrieved card and proceeded to base.  Imagine my panic has I got to gate and then couldn’t find ID. Holding up traffic etc.  I patted myself on the back for checking earlier. But then kicked myself for sticking ID in same pocket as phone thus dropping it between the seat 

Life is way too complicated for my weak mind.