Stress & chocolate

Acouple days ago I realized that my driver's license wasn't where it was supposed to be. It was kind of odd that it was the thing missing from my purse. So I looked everywhere that I thought it could possibly be. Eventually I called the last few businesses that I had gone to the previous day. No luck there. By the end of the day I was totally beside myself because the disappearance did not make any sense in my mind. I said a prayer asking that I would be able to find it soon. The next day I cleaned out the suburban, checked the kids's rooms, took all the cushions off the couch, checked all my jeans' pockets. Still nothing. I was so frustrated that after picking Jess and Lexi up from their activity, I made a detour to the grocery store. I ended up with mint chocolate ice cream, a small bag of peanut M&Ms, and a box of drumsticks. I ate a drumstick and the M&M's, and came to the conclusion that I would have to go to the DMV to get a replacement the next day. As we were getting ready for bed, Rob steps out of the shower and calls for me to come look at something. There standing on end and flat against the side of the tub was my license. It's amazing how one person can look in an area several times and not see what they are looking for, then someone else can come along and spot it right away. I know my prayer was answered and I don't regret eating the chocolate either!