I almost didn't sing - it once was lost, but now is found

Right after posting my "Sing sing sing" entry, I got up to get my music and head off to rehearsal. So I started looking for my folder in the typical place I might put it. The book case, by the computer, on the piano are typical places. No go... so I went to the van. Did I leave it in there? Nope, not there. So then I started looking for less likely places. .. ..

Well, we did have company last weekend and I did sort of cram and slam some things in different places and by chance, could have ending up in a topsy turvy location? Nope.. not in those places either.

So I called up my dear husband, and asked him to look in the truck, knowing full well that we didn't take the truck last week. Knowing to keep peace with a frantic woman, he dutifully checked in his truck. Nope.

Hmmmmmmm.... now I was getting sick. Wha was I going to do if all of my music accidentally got thrown away in my quick tidying of the house? What if I go down to rehearsal without my music...rehearsal is an hour away...should I just not go. NO, I can't do that...we perform Sunday and I have a solo in the Haydn piece... hmmmm... I call the BAR (ha! ya got to read last week's post to put that piece together) to see if I left it there...No...my music wasn't there either...

I decide to go to practice..it's in the church we will sing in this Sunday.. and I get there late (I HATE being late and am almost always on time). The downtown area is PACKED with cars and I have to park a good ways away downhill from the church.
Get to the church and one could hang meat in there - mind you cold weather doesn't get here until November (and some of you would never thing it gets cold here). I could hear the warm up outside the big church and the acoustics were great. I hope and pray someone will have mercy on me to share their music and I have no reason to believe otherwise.
Well, I walk up and there my music was. Someone had picked it up last week. Safe and sound. I was relieved. I was exhausted from the worry - worry that expended energy as if that worry would have produced the find any quicker. Bless a fellow angel's heart (that's a southern statement) I had my music and could sing to my heart's content.
I have my music now..I KNOW EXACTLY where it is..
By the way, look for me at the concert Sunday. I'll be wearing black and I'll have my music.