You will NOT believe this.

And frankly, I don't expect you to.

However, it is true - and weird, and almost challenges my idea that there is no intelligent design, or someone watching out for me. Almost.

So, my husband was coming home for the first time in 7 months. I decided to go out and get a sexy new outfit. I fell in love with some shoes - this is normal, right? A hundred clams they wanted. While I decided it was OK to go ahead and shell out for the sweater and pants that were great, I decided the shoes would NOT make it past the accountant. I even went so far as to try them on, turn my lovely new foot side-to-side, bat my eyes in admiration, think about all the dance classes I could take with these. While I didn't own a comfortable pair of heels (not one, I tell you, not ONE!), I left broken-hearted and with a deep pout.

So, as I walk to my car, I think to myself, wouldn't it be great to just have the money fall from the sky so that they were like, "a gift!"? I look down to the floor.....

A fifty dollar bill!

No.... TWO fifty dollar bills!

Exactly the price of the shoes.

What would YOU do?