So money is a bit short at the moment. You know how it goes, some weeks seem to have more expenses than others. We happen to be at the end of an incredibly expensive week. There is no particular reason other than the fact bills all need to be paid in the same week!
Anyways I had put aside enough money to get all that I need at the shop today. Only for some reason my darling husband had decided to take it to work with him. While his work is not that far away I just couldn't be bothered to go and get it. Who really needs dinner every night anyway?
When I visited my father, after dropping daughter number one at school he asked me to get some supplies from the shop. Being the kind hearted soul that he is he also gave me a little extra incase I needed it. Would you believe it was the exact same amount my husband had taken to work with him?
"Great" I thought "now I can get dinner without driving to hubby's work!" Once again I felt my fairy friends help me out.
So as I walked around the shops I was incredibly mindful of what I put in my basket. After all my funds were incredibly limited. After scanning all the items through the self service counter (daughter number 2 just loves looking for the barcodes and I think she will be a fully fledged checkout chick before she reaches the tender age of 5) I was pleased to see that my total came to exactly 55 cents under the total in my purse. Anyone would have thought I had a caluclator with me. Which I don't, again it was my fairy friends helping me out.
Unfortunately after this their help becomes slightly questionable.
You see when I reached into my purse to insert the money into the payment area, it wasn't there. My face began to turn a rather pretty shade of red as I fruitlessly shuffled through every peice of paper in my purse searching for the elusive note.
Reluctantly I informed the assistant that I need to cancel my transaction as I had lost my money. She was very kind about it all but I still felt very uncomfortable about the whole situation. Not to mention the fact I had just lost money that I couldn't really afford.
I asked at the other shops if anyone had handed in any money and not surprisingly they all said no. Another shopper asked me what I had lost, by this time I was on the verge of tears (well nearly on the verge) She looked very sympathetic when I told her. However when I sincerly said that someone else must need it more than I she looked a little surprised, but that was the only explanation I could find for me losing the money.
The joy of believing in fairies is that there is always a positive way to look at things. So while the fairies my have let me down, I knew it was only because there was someone with a greater need. Which I am fine with.
So as I wandered back to my car I tried to recall if there was anything I could scavage from the deep dark depths of my freezer. I knew this was a not overly likely but hey, theoretically, anything is possible.
Sitting in my car I was resigning myself to the drive to hubby's work when I had to have just one more look in my purse. Losing money is so out of charcter for me I almost refused to belive it could really have happened.
Amazingly, sitting there right in the front of my purse was the missing note. Blind Freddy could have seen it sitting there. How I possibly managed to miss it I do not know, but I did. So perhaps the fairies were looking after me after all.
You see, I didn't go back into the shop to gather the grocceries I had just put back. Instead I went to a different shop and got something entirely different and as it turned out it was a huge hit with everyone!
Fairies sure do work in mysterious ways!
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