Persistence pays

Persistence pays. I have been working in the garage, emptying boxes, trying to get things sorted out and trying to find the big red comforter that I haven't been able to find since my move. The kids will be here in two and a half weeks, and I don't have enough covers for the beds. I have bought four more air mattresses but will need covers for 14 people. I went through all of the boxes in the garage, in the roof, in the closets. My last hope was the boxes of fabric that I have stored in the closet under the stairs. I opened the first one, nothing but fabric. I managed to haul it out of the closet so that I could open the second one. Nothing but fabric. I had a fit trying to muscle it out of the closet. It was big, heavy and hard to manoeuvre, but I finally got it out, then in the last and final box, there it was, my big red comforter. Now I have enough.