Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
It began with a frantic, and I mean, frantic phone call from my sister.
Well, it actually began in September when I went wedding dress shopping with my sister. For her. Not me. She found a dress (for cheap) and bought it. Then had buyer's remorse. You know that feeling. She returned it. Unfortunately, they only offered her credit back. Fast forward...the company is now out of business and my sister has to deal with a consulting company. She needs the original receipt which she gave to me so her fiance wouldn't see it.
Problem. Big problem. I can't find it.
I have checked five purses, three wallets, two bins of papers, and went through my files in my filing cabinet.
I feel like a failure. I have let my sister down.
I had an honest prayer with God and shared how it'd be nice to find it, but I also knew in my heart that I should just give her the money that she was out (it wasn't too much). I went out to my car to check one more purse that was in my trunk (don't ask), I decided to clean out some of the papers that were on the floor in the back seat (I don't even have kids and my car is a mess!). Lo and behold, as I unfolded a white piece of paper...IT WAS THE PAPER!!!!!!!
Skipping inside, and muttering, "Oh my gosh," over and over again, I called my sister and told her!
I am now a good (make that great) sister again...and hopefully she'll tell everyone on Facebook too!