My husband found a CD of mine that I have been looking for. For months. I thought it had gone. I searched the box of CDs that we have yet to unpack from our move a year ago. I searched in my car. I even searched my parent's house in case I left it there when I moved out. But alas, it was nowhere to be found.
I gave it up for dead.
I knew I wouldn't be able to find another copy of it anywhere because it was one of those generic compilation CDs and I couldn't even remember the name of it. All I knew was that it had old-fashioned big band music, and even then I only remembered the titles to a couple of songs. There are TONS of CDs like that, but I didn't want just any one. I wanted mine.
And yesterday, my husband found it! He has slowly been unpacking all the boxes in the office full of his computer stuff and techno gadgets, and apparantly my beloved CD found its way in there. (This box has moved with us to three different apartments, and this is the first time it has been opened.) Wonder of wonders!
I was thrilled. I did a little happy dance right there in the office.
It's good to find joy in the little things!
I was thrilled. I did a little happy dance right there in the office.
It's good to find joy in the little things!
7 comments:
I find when I venture to our basement I usually find many items I've been searching for.
I love it when stuff likes that pops up.
That's great - there are more than a few things of mine that I'm hoping will magically pop up some day!
I can see you dancing! Whoo-hoo, love that feeling! It's like Christmas.
Great, please let me know if you find the liner notes of a Sixpence None the Richer CD, a couple of single mismatched earrings, a jangly cat toy or my sanity!
Man, I wish I could find some of my lost cds.
Oh, yay for you! Sounds like a CD I'd probably like, too!
Steph
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