a good sign

I was in Boston for a conference in August. I came home from the conference, unpacked my stuff, moved the suitcase to my closet.

4 weeks ago, I looked through the closet and realized that I was missing two dresses.  One of which was the only dress I ever paid full price for.  Yep, it was awesome enough for this always-looking-for-a-sale girl to buy even though it was not on sale.  That should say something about how awesome it was.

I was super-bummed.

I called the hotel and left messages on random answering machines.  Then, things got busy for a few weeks.  I called last week and was sent (by the hotel operator) to random numbers where I left messages again.  Desperate messages.

So when I actually reached a real live person today, and that real live person told me that they’d call me back, I seriously doubted it.

And then, at 8pm tonight, I got the most amazing phone call – THEY HAVE MY DRESSES AND THEY’RE GOING TO SEND THEM BACK TO ME! The woman on the other end of the phone laughed about how excited I was to hear the good news.  So, even if she insisted on spelling Minneapolis Minneooiss (seriously, I could not get her to spell it right), I will likely get my dress back!  YES!

After I realized I had forgotten the dresses, I decided it was a sign that things in my life were too busy and chaotic.  So I’m going to take this as a sign that things are back on track.  Woohoo!