sometimes...

When Bill and I visited his Grandparents on boxing day, they gave us a card with a cheque inside. We got home, unpacked all our things from the previous few days and put away our gifts.

A week later, Bill asked where the cheque was. Funny...I didn't know it was my responsibility to keep track of a gift from his Grandparents...(kidding!)...I just didn't think about it. We searched and searched for it, everywhere we could think of with no luck. We figured that the best thing to do would be for Bill to call his Grandparents and ask them to put a stop payment on it since it got misplaced in all the craziness.

Last night I, playing the part of the nagging wife, asked Bill if he'd called his Grandparents yet. He hadn't and commented about looking for the card some more...albeit in the same places he'd already looked :p ...............procrastinator! (and yes, it does take one to know one!)

This morning as I was getting ready to go outside with the kids, I glanced into the hall closet where a bag was sitting on the shoe shelf. I wondered for a moment what was in there...oh yeah, my dress shoes from Christmas that I hadn't put away yet...and then as I glanced at the bag again, I saw what looked like an envelope inside. Could it be?? I reached for the bag and pulled out the paper...indeed it was the card from Bill's Grandparents, with the cheque still inside. Whew! I excitedly ran to the phone to call Bill at work to let him know...he said "good, I still didn't call my Grandparents."

Sometimes, just sometimes, procrastination pays off...