Bear with me, this has a happy ending.

Worst morning ever; I lost my wallet again. Felt very upset and nervous, almost to the point of fainting/throwing up. All right, maybe not that bad, but it certainly felt like it. Mom and I did a last ditch dash around the house to look and I managed to find it under the treadmill right before I left. I was relieved, but didn't stop feeling worked up until about an hour later.