My Black Sweater

This week has been a crazy week. Actually the past two have been....hence the lack of blogs lately. This week instead of just working in our Linton Office, I spent 2 days traveling up to Indy to train in our new staff member. At first I really dreaded going, but I spent some wonderful hours with God, worshipping to some completely awesome new songs! (get ready, worship team!)

Then to further complicate the week, I have a women's dinner at our house tomorrow night and I am preaching on Sunday. It's been crazy...but wonderful!

Today at the Indy office, I brought my very favorite black cardigan. Sometimes the office gets really cold, so I like to be prepared. This cardigan is really the only black sweater that I have, so I tend to wear it quite often. It's soft and it matches basically any dress outfit I have. So you can imagine that my heart went into panic mode when, after I was out of Indy on my way home, I realized that my sweater was not with me.

My poor sweater. Where did it go? I truly remember picking it up off my chair in an attempt to not forget it. I even remember holding it on my way out the door. But thenI do remember placing my sweater over my laptop bag. My heart sunk as I realized that it probably fell somewhere on my hurry to leave.

I quickly called my coworker and found out she had left the building a few minutes earlier. Bless her heart...she turned around in the thick Indy traffic and went back to the office to check on my poor sweater. Several minutes later she called to say that she had rescued my now rain-soaked sweater from the middle of our parking lot!

My heart was overjoyed. My lost sweater was now found. I could once again breathe a sigh of relief that I would have my favorite sweater to wear all winter.

Is that sad that I'm so attached to a sweater?