Being pressed for time, I went straight to the Bakery, chose some muffins and got in line to pay. After I left the Cash Register, I did what I always do before I head to a parking lot- got out my keys....only I could not find my keys.
I searched my purse and checked my pant pockets...No Keys. I was baffled because this had been such a quick trip in and out of the store. I re-traced my steps and still, No Keys. Soon a sweet "Bag Boy" came to ask if he could help me. I told him what my keys looked like and he began to help me search.
Just then...I patted my pocket (the one I thought I had searched) What did I discover? Yes, My Keys were exactly where I had placed them. Mind you, these are very small pockets, so I was very embarrassed when I realized where they were.
In fact, I was too embarrassed to tell my helper where they were so I said, "Oh, I just remembered where my keys are. Thank you for your help."
At that moment, I was thankful to know that life cannot and will not go at this pace forever.
Can you tell my week was packed full?
One more week until the School Carnival!