Surprise package.

When I got home from work on Wednesday evening, I found a small package in my mailbox.  No return address, no identifying marks.  There was just my name hand-printed and a hand-printed reference to the mailer's address - Bennington, VT.

Inside was my wallet.  Completely intact, with the exception of all my cash - even the coins.  I felt an equal measure of creeped-out and thankful that someone took the time and money to send it to me.  I am still creeped-out by the fact that someone took it.  After shredding all of the cards and IDs that I have already replaced, I was happy to have my library card back.

I have had various levels of thievery directed towards me in my long and colorful past.  Some were benign like this stealing of my wallet and the pilfering of moving boxes on a few occasions (always risky, as I moved myself and couldn't keep my eye on my boxes AND move them upstairs -- always upstairs) and some were not.  I have had my apartment burglarized on three separate occasions (twice in one place and once in another).  I have been held up at knife point - which really p***ed me off and I fought back.  Luckily, the guy was no professional and only succeeded in ripping my purse off it's strap.  And didn't inflict bodily harm on my stupid self.

I felt the same after each and every incident, no matter if it was benign or malevolent.  I felt violated.  So, no matter how much I did like my wallet, it's going to Goodwill.  Should I do some sort of cleansing thing before I send it off?  Will it retain some whiff of curse that will effect the new owner?  Am I over-thinking this?  (Really?  You think?)