Whelp.

Huh. I lost a Netflix I had prepared for mailing, somewhere between home and work, but I just got the email confirmation that they’ve received it. I’m glad I waited a few days before telling Netflix it was gone.

That reminds me of another lost Netflix. Once upon a time, about a year and a half ago, I went on my second date with Jason. He had gone home to Chicago for the weekend, and had come back to the QC. On that Monday night, I drove over to his hotel room (I ended up doing that a lot) and he had “Harold and Maude” to view – thanks to friends who thought they lost it but found it. It was such a good movie, and the fact that we both enjoyed it so much seemed to cement the feelings we both had on our first date (the Thursday prior). The rest is history.