M.I.A.

Last Sunday I changed three times before I got to church. Barely on time.

The problem was that I couldn't find my new brown sweater.

I'd sort of planned all week which skirt I would wear so that I could wear it... and then come Sunday morning it was nowhere to be found.

I went through every hanger in the closet.

Twice.

I looked through all the coat closets and coat racks.

Nothing.

I am stymied.

Don't know why I'm writing it up... except in the slim off chance that someone who reads this found a brown sweater with front ties (no buttons or anything) after I'd been to visit.

I've been trying to remember the last time I wore it, but the old brain isn't giving anything away.

Ah, well.

I'll decide tonight on tomorrow's outfit. Maybe I'll be on time for a change.

It's not like I have the furthest to go to get there or anything...

Kind of explains Micah's ability to get to school on time when he lived right next door, doesn't it...