I am searching desperately.......

After a couple of rough days; including returning to work and a few other "issues" I had decided that today was going to be a good day for me. I woke up before my alarm, managed to get all of my day's belongings together and headed out the door. After a normal commute (which is wonderful compared to the 3 hour and 40 minute commute of Monday) I arrive here at the office. I walk into the office and boot up my computer, get a couple of things ready for the day and I head out to for the Wellness Center. (I am very lucky in that FranklinCovey has an on-site gym for use the WC.)

Oh wait, I do need to back up and give you a bit of background to the story. During the "Black Friday" sales this year, I picked up a pair of loafers for work. I thought, it has been about 15 years since I have owned any loafers, maybe now is the time to bring a pair back. Well, as with most leather soled shoes, they are slick on the bottom. Yesterday while wearing them I was extra careful as the parking lot was still slick. Okay, now back to the real story.

Today, I get over to the Wellness Center. I throw my gym bag over my shoulder, I have my water bottle in my left hand and my freshly ironed clothes on hanger in my right hand. I started walking down the sidewalk and I am thinking to myself: "Glad I am in my Asics and not my loafers this morning." About a split second later, it was a garage sale! Water bottle goes flying, clothes distance themselves from the spectacle and are about 10 feet in front of me watching the incident unfold, my gym bag is on the ground and about 2-3 good layers of skin is still sitting on the sidewalk and my pride was nowhere to be found. I have decided that I am definitely not a graceful person when I fall. I am certain I put on a good show! I look around to see how many people noticed, fortunately it was still dark, maybe the would not be able to see my face. I slowly start to bring my left foot forward to stand up and I can't find an ice-free spot anywhere. Once again, my leg goes out again, fortunately I was still resting on my other knee and both of my hands. Well, I look around and try to figure out how to do this. I can either slide into the snow on the lawn to the side of me and try to gain balance or I can scoot on my hands and knees to the railing and pull myself up. Neither of these would do, so I had to try standing on my own one more time. I very slowly and deliberately pull my left leg forward until it runs across some dry ground. I get situated and start to push myself back up onto my left leg, then I slowly bring my right leg to the same point and stand up the rest of the way. I gain my composure, take one more scan of the parking lot, I don't see anyone. I quickly grab my bag, my water, walk over to my clothes, and then I looked one more time for my pride. He was not anywhere near me. He was just gone. So, if any of you happen to see my pride out and about today, send him back to me. I am tired of my desperate search for him.