Sadly, I left my iPad in my hotel room. When Ray got up yesterday, I double-checked with him and we unpacked everything. Neither of us remembered packing it. The best we can determine, I left it on the bed and it got covered with the bedclothes. I was tired and rushed and it was new enough not to be part of my routine, I guess. I am grieving its loss. This morning, just before I woke up, I dreamed I was back in the hotel room and it was right there on the bedside table.

Ray slept pretty late. We picked some berries and I headed out to the Land Trust. There wasn't a lot for me to do, except answer the phones since Nathan is away. Heather and I will hopefully talk today. There is a staff meeting at one.

Ray called the hotel, but they said it wasn't there. In the afternoon, I called the Charlotte police to report it. I don't think there is much chance to recover it. I practically don't blame someone for holding onto something like that if they found it. Of course, it is more valuable to me than to someone else. My convention notes are on there for one thing. But I am also afraid that they will still be getting my emails on it and could use them to access financial information. I feel very foolish and sad.

We went to the pool, picked up a few groceries, and had a simple supper in our own home, just the two of us.