Boy, did I have a day yesterday.
I woke up in a mood. Everything was bothering me. Anderson was annoying me to no end. And there was NO WAY I wanted to play any more trains!
Then things got crazy.
We have ZERO food in the house so Anderson and I were headed out to the grocery store to pick up some lunch. Our garage isn't the most clean or organized place, but it's good enough to fit our cars in it. As I was pulling the car out of the garage, the car lurched. I looked out the front window and saw that the dog chain/leash we use in the front yard was somehow connected to the car and was stuck on something else in the garage. I had been leashed like a dog. I pulled the car back into the garage to give it some slack and got out of the car to explore. My car had swallowed the leash and somehow got it wrapped around the front axle. I was stuck. I texted Dave. He agreed to come home and help me.
We fixed the car. We had lunch. Crisis averted.
When we got home I put Anderson down for his nap and then started looking around for my keys. I didn't have them at lunch and was kind of wondering where they were. I had to be at work before Dave got off work so I HAD to have them. I began tearing apart the house. Anderson has a habit of hiding things. For example, there are currently toys in my crock pot. I looked in every drawer, in every laundry basket, in the dishwasher, in the fridge, under the car, under the couch, in Anderson's closet (while he was sleeping). I couldn't find them anywhere!!!! I was frustrated. This day was SUCKING!!!!
Finally, after sending a hundred panicky texts to Dave (poor Dave), I got one back.
He had both sets of keys.
You have got to be kidding me!
So, Dave came home at 4:30 so I could be at work by 5:00.
End of bad day?
I was sure hoping so. But I got to work and I thought the girl who was closing for the night was not there and wasn't going to be there. I was pissed! I WAS NOT going to stay until close. What the hell people? Come to work?!?
And then she walked through the door. Holy moly I was hot.
The evening ended with a glass of much needed wine. Wednesday, you won.
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2 comments:
Gah, I can imagine the frustration... Glad it's a new day!
I hate days like that. Toys in the crock pot, though, seriously? =) That sounds like an excellent title for your memoirs, haha!
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