I'm back but I swear I aged 10 years in the last two days!
Yesterday I called the dealership (at 7:00am when they open) and was told, "we're busy until 10:00 helping customers. I can leave a message but I doubt anyone will get back to you until after then."
Um EXCUSE ME? WE HAVE BOUGHT FIVE CARS FROM YOU AND THIS IS AN EMERGENCY AND THIS IS ALL I GET? So, after I beat myself up at the gym I go there and am told by
MAN #1, "oh, the wash guys throw out everything before they wash it. Unless it's keys, it's tossed."
"IT'S A BOX 3 FEET BY 3 FEET BY 2 FEET WITH 32 BIG ENVELOPES CONTAINING 726 PIECES OF ARTWORK! YOU DON'T THINK SOMEONE WOULD THINK TO PUT IT ASIDE?"
"No, why would they?"
(Are you serious?)
So, wash MAN #2 confirms that nothing is EVER left in a car
by the way when I got the car there was trash in the back seat
THEN- finally some sanity walks in WOMAN #1 checks who checked out the car after me, calls the guy (who had already checked the car back in)
SHE actually walks back to the wash area and checks the car herself. But no artwork. On the way back in she runs into WOMAN #2
WOMAN #2 saw wash MAN#2 about to toss the box and saved it from the dumpster, put it in the courtesy van she drove and had it with her. That's why no one could find it. SHE knew it was important!
Whew! YES! I GOT IT BACK (now unfortunately, some of it is all wrong and has to be redone

<banging head on wall>)
Now I am no man basher. But, here, the men come out smelling like dog p** and the women are pure roses!
Thanks everyone for your concern and good thoughts. Believe it or not, it helped.
I do believe I would like to go on vacation now. Please.