I have emptied every pocket in my purse. I've checked my pants pocket, although it was a big index card and I wouldn't have folded it. I had 7 recipes with me. Only this one was hand written by my mom. I made it home with all of them except this one. I didn't have a coat on. I have check all grocery bags and I have checked the actual groceries in hopes that maybe it stuck to the underside of the roll bag, or the banana cream pie box etc...
And they know I am looking for it. I don't want to give the impression that I'm just curling up in the fetal position. Close, but I did ask workers as I passed them so hopefully there are enough of them that if they see it, they will turn it in. I will ask at the lost and found again in a few days.
I've searched the car. I had some quilt patterns with me, I've looked inside them. I mean, honestly, this thing just vanished. I'm hoping once my initial upset has calmed down I can think a little clearer about the shopping trip and maybe I will see it in my mind's eye.