Not panicking

My wallet exists somewhere in my suite. I know because I had to take
my room key out of it in order to get in.

I opened the door, put the key into my bag, took off my shoes, and
dropped all of my stuff on my bed. I then charged my iPod, phone, and
laptop, cleaned out the fridge and freezer, and packed last-minute stuff.

It’s not in my backpack or purse, where I’d logically put it if I were
paying attention.

I think I’ll nap for twenty minutes. Maybe that will help.