Why did it happen to me?

Disaster...total disaster. My feelings of dispair were similar to those when my bf broke up with me four years ago. What has happened? On Tuesday, while I was having my late lunch, somebody stole my purse from my handbag (lying open - unfortunately - on a chair next to me). I was eating in one of those self-service restaurants and reading a magazine, not paying attention to noise around me. When I returned to my office - approximately 50 metres from the restaurant, my purse was gone. Simply gone. It was not in my handbag!!! The cashier informed me that no purse was found but 2 gypsy women had been in the restaurant and then had hurried towards Kobližná street. I couldn't believe my ears. I was robbed!!! And I always cared so much about my purse and personal things!!!

I went to police to announce a robbery. The officer put everything down, all the details and gave me a piece of paper, which represents my ID at the moment. And they will call me if anything new comes up. What's worse - even my poor Micra lost her registration and insurance cards. And I don't have my driving licence either. ...and insurance card, public transport card "šalinkarta" and couple of those loyalty cards. I had to re-park my car so that no one can find it. That really sucks. It all happened 2 days ago but still it is 100% mood spoiler.

I am angry not only about the loss of my papers but also about the purse itself. For 15 years I had black universal purse and 2 weeks ago I bought a nice orange one - and expensive one (Converse is never cheap)! Gone. My sweet mum has been so sorry that she bought me the same purse yesterday. How nice of her! It is still unpacked on my cupboard - I am afraid that if I start using it, I will lose it again. Nevertheless, it was such a nice gesture of her!

...but that was not the end. Today, I went to Brno Municipality to arrange new ID - I lost my sunglasses. Some bastard woman stole it from the table, where I left it. Within 3 minutes or so! However, this was entirely my mistake. I am a looser.

When is this going to end? Do I have to care more? Why do I stick to things so much?