Good Samaritan

The other night I had promised Gwen a ride on my bike, and I had a Young Womens Presidency meeting to go to. So I figured I'd load up the kids in my bike trailer and ride them the 3/4 mile to the lady's house where the meeting was. I had to move my car out of the garage first to get the bike out, got it out, loaded up the kid's and took the scenic route to Stacey's. The kids loved it, and it was such a gorgeous night for a bike ride. Went there and came home and of course the kids were alseep so I put them to bed. The next morning I went to go to the gym and my keys were MISSING! Oh mylanta! They were in my pocket after I moved the car and then we went for the bike ride. So they must have fallen out of my pocket while I was riding my bike. Sadly I used my spare set and retraced my path and didn't find my keys anywhere. Well that's such a scary feeling - knowing that keys to your car/house are missing out there somewhere. But today, when I went to the gym, the lady at the front told me that someone had turned in my keys! I now have two sets of keys again!!!! A million thanks to whoever turned in my keys!