and now I can never go back to Concordia

We hosted six lovely Concordia Chicago Wind Symphony ladies on Friday night. I'm not going to promise to tell you more about it later, because we all know I'm not a faithful blogger. 

But I will tell you that the transporting of 6 ladies (plus two trips to hotels and another trip to our house with kids that weren't staying with us) and some of those kids driving our other car because we have kids and someone had to stay home with them left for a teeeeeny bit of chaos. 

So I wasn't surprised yesterday to find a white garbage bad of clothes in the back of the Volvo (which I had two girls drive to church on Saturday morning when we went to drop all the ladies off).  And since this was the end of a week-long trip for them, I was not surprised they'd have that large of a bag of dirty clothes. 

I spent today DM'ing Concordia asking who I should contact to see who's stuff this was. Did I mention I'm not only an alum, but was awarded Business Student of the Year? Never did get that certificate, and after today I'm pretty sure it's definitely never coming. I received a name and email and sent Laura the following... 

Hi! We housed six females on Friday night in Lancaster, Ohio after the wind symphony concert. I found a garbage bag of clothing I believe someone left. If you could check w the girls that’s be great. Thanks! 

Then I got the following response... 

Thank you so much for alerting us to the items that were left behind! I am trying to figure out which girls stayed with you. If you remember even one name, that will help me to find out, but if you can't remember, I will check with the tour manager and see if she kept records. Or I can go to rehearsal today and announce and ask there. 

Once we determine who the items belong to, I will gladly reimburse you for shipping. You say a garbage bag? That sounds like a lot of items. I'm hoping that this won't be too much burden for you!
I'll get back to you as soon as I have information.


I called my dad and got the names of the ladies we housed (no surprise, they spent the night here and I had no idea what their names were because I am a horrible host and at one point there were 14 college kids here). 

Then I thought, maybe I should make sure Emily, my sister, didn't throw those in there, because she did give the keys to the students. 

I called her.  

Yes, the garbage bag of clothing was her's. I had just accused a college kid of leaving a garbage bag of clothes in my car.  They aren't Appalachian, WE are Appalachian.  

I had to send Laura the following email... 

Oh my. Looks like they do NOT belong to any of the girls, but my sister had put them in there to clear space in her car transport people to their house that night. Sorry for the confusion :) 

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