Over and out

Oh boy. What a day.

It's been cloudy and a bit cold today, so we got the brilliant idea to go to IKEA. Unfortunately we weren't the only ones... Lots and lots of people, lines in the restaurant, and when we finally got to the cashiers the lines were so long we didn't even bother buying the supplies we had picked up. Well out on the parking lot, J put down my handbag beside the car thinking I would pick it up, which, of course, I didn't.

We didn't notice it was missing until we got home. I was devistated. J drove back in a hurry, while I stayed at home with a whiny Olivia, thinking of everything I had lost. Such as pretty much every photo I've taken of Olivia since she was born. I had no more than a hunch of hope of getting everything back. But I did! An old man had seen the bag and brought it inside. Everything was there! He had left a note with his phonenumber, but he phoned me at home pretty much the second J got back with the bag. I'm not sure yet how to thank him, but I'm so greatful! Thank you!

Even though it all ended well, I feel exhausted and Olivia's been whiny and tired all afternoon too. She's sleeping now, and I'm hoping; all night. Sleep tight. Over and out.