Did that really just happen?

Saturday began with a simple list of "to do's"

-Go to the bank/ get new replacement card

& 

- Relax

Well this plan got ambushed when I reached into my purse to make sure that I had the check that I needed to deposit when I went to the bank. I reached in to the seemingly endless edges of my purse only to come to the realization that the check that was there only yesterday when I was at work was gone. I mean G. O. N. E.  I looked everywhere.

I am known to loose a thing or two but I knew I saw it last when I was at work. So after searching the house I figured worse case... it fell out at work. So I decided to head over to work to before hitting the bank before it closes. Only to find out after I search every possible inch at work that it was no where to be found. Then I proceed to text workmates to see if it had fallen into one of their bags.. go to the bank.. and from their response, realize that it was gone. But in a measure of last resort I called the grocery store that I stopped by on my way home last night knowing that it was hopeless only to discover that they had my check in their safe!! 

Whoo hoo.. I couldn't believe it, what are the chances that someone found this small piece of paper that fell out of my purse and put it in a safe, waiting for this space brain to realize that it was gone. 

But then to top it off (in a good way) I returned home after driving all morning around town in search for this missing check and I found a package waiting for me. I'm pretty sure that getting a package is and will aways be a highlight for me. It's like Christmas all year long. And when I opened it up I found that my mom and sister sent me my very first Birchbox! It turned a frustrating..."did that really just happen" morning into a "feeling the love" kind of day.