Lost and Found.

It's been a day.

Before I say more, I thought I would share some pictures that have been stuck on the "clipboard" of my point-and-shoot that I had previously determined "unretrievable," HOWEVER, after taking some shots of my favorite bean dip today, not realizing the setting on the camera was on "clipboard," I was bound and determined that I was going to figure out how to get ALL the pictures off and onto the memory card.

And I did.

It's a Little Red Hen moment.

The funny thing? There was a picture of EACH of my kids, so I'll take it from the top:

 I LOVE this picture of Lynnea and Tay... no longer stuck on the clipboard. Circa December 2011.

The lighting wasn't the best for the point-and-shoot, but can you believe that cake?? February 2012.

This is the oldest picture stuck in limbo. Circa April 2011. Run, Lex, run!

This is the most recent photo on the clipboard. June 2014.

And here's Mar - running 6th grade track. Circa May 2013.

What once was lost has now been found.

So back to a quick rundown of the near-catastrophic event of the day.

I was at a YW board meeting when my phone rang. It was Lex, so I excused myself to another room to take the call.

The job we had been so thankful and thrilled about was going to be gone, baby, gone if Lex didn't get her social security card (or passport, or birth certificate) to the HR office by 5pm. They had asked her to leave and not come back unless she had the required documents. And if she didn't have them by 5, don't bother coming back.

Ouch.

That feels like being fired.

I had sent Lex her SS card in the mail on Monday, making a special trip to our Parker post office to send it off in the first wave of mail out for the day. I figured she should get it by... today, at the latest. I hadn't realized that the job situation would be dire if she didn't get it by a certain day and time. She was only informed of the tremendous importance of having the actual documents TODAY when she was asked to leave. She told me on the phone that she had checked to see if there would be a problem back on Monday when she started the job - she had a scan of her card, and would be getting the actual card in the mail any day. At that time she was told it would "probably" be okay (that's what you get when you ask someone who doesn't really know - lesson learned).

I felt helpless.

I'll admit I had this tiny thought go through my mind...

I'm at a YW meeting, for goodness sake. I'm serving. I'm doing my best. Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't Lex have gotten her card yesterday?

I could tell that Lex was very upset (as was I), but I told her I couldn't think of anything she could do other than drive back to Provo and wait for her mail to arrive. We could pray the card would be there in time for her to make the 30 minute drive back to work by 5pm.

I returned to my meeting, still feeling sick in the pit of my stomach. I texted Bill and Britt to inform them of the situation, hoping that perhaps Bill could call Lex's employer and do a miraculous intervention of some type, and Britt could help Lex with her feelings of devastation. I was discouraged at the probability of Lex losing her job. I certainly wasn't a focused and participatory member of the YW board for the rest of the meeting. I felt a little guilty at checking my texts frequently and responding as necessary.

After about 30 minutes I received this text from Billy-my-hero:
Got her taken care of. She is going 1.11 miles from her house to get a certified birth certificate from the vital records department in Provo. This will work along with her drivers license.

Tragedy averted, thanks to my Mr. Amazing.
I never would have thought of that.

The lost job... found just in the nick of time.
Hallelujah.
Feeling blessed (again).