Change is Good

I am a big believer in change but why is it the smallest change causes such problems in life? Here's and example of what I mean....

My mom often goes to the post office for her work. The last time she went I asked her to pick up 100 stamps for me, the self stick kind. While Pete and I were gone for a week, she stopped in to see my in-laws and the kids and she dropped off the stamps. When I got home, my mother-in-law showed me where they were with the rest of the notes that had accummulated while we were away. I saw the stamps which were in sheets and in a flat paper bag. I put them up in the cupboard with the envelopes, address book and phone book so I would know they were put away.

So, what is the big deal? The big deal is I usually get a ROLL of stamps and they fit nicely in the corner of the cupboard. Fast forward a week later and I am ready to do the bills and for the life of me, I cannot find the stamps! I start looking through all the piles of paper I have stashed all over the place. I am hoping and praying I did not accidentally throw them out as I have been known to do with things I do not recognize no matter how important.

After about an hour, I go back to the original cupboard. We had just gotten a new phone book which I had placed on top of the old one and there, between the two phone books, were the stamps. Whew!

Such a small change and I cannot handle it. What next, the color of my shampoo will change and I will not know what to do....