The Twenty Dollar Bill

This is kind of an embarrassing story to tell. I feel I must tell it. Yesterday, Corey was putting dishes away. He yelled at me down the hall so I went down to see what he needed. He was holding this twenty dollar bill in his hands. He was drilling me about who has been in our house lately. He then proceeded to tell me that this twenty was sitting at the bottom of the butter knife slot. I stood there confused. How did a Twenty get there? How have I not noticed when I put dishes away? How did the kids not notice when they put dishes away? The big questions are How did it get there? and How long has it been there? I, for one, don't count my money with the utensil drawer wide open. Clarissa does go through my wallet quite often but she can't quite reach that drawer yet to hide things. So, who put it there? Well, however it got there or who put it there we will never know. All we can say is THANK YOU!!! I could be thanking myself for all I know. But seriously, Blessings come when you least expect it.