Random #454

Wanna hear about my day?

So I jump in my car to take a 38 minute drive (courtesy of Google Maps) to dinner. About 15 minutes in, I realize that my tank is on E. (Before you fuss I know, I know…I never let it get that low. Oversight on my part). So anyway, I look for an exit, simultaneously reaching for my purse to grab my wallet. I rustled my hand in there, and couldn’t find it. Signaling to merge over, to get closer to the exit lane (still not knowing where I should get off, mind you) I start throwing the contents of my purse onto the seat/floor. Still no wallet.

I get off the highway, no wallet in sight and pull into a gas station. WHAT DO PEOPLE DO IN THESE SITUATIONS? So I walk in, and explain the situation. The attendant says she is not allowed to help (apparently, I am not the first person) but she gives me her “tip” money. Two dollars and some change. I thanked her profusely. I put the gas in the tank and my needle not only did not MOVE with that $2, it didn’t even cough! Sputter!

A gentleman pulled up next to me. So I take a deep breath and say “Excuse me sir. My tank is on E and I forgot my wallet. Could you spare a couple of dollars?”. (As I would retell this story later, my dad announced to the whole restaurant “OMG SHE’S OUT HERE BEGGING!”). The man smiled and graciously offered me $5, which I graciously accepted. Not for nothing, I saw him peek into my car, which looked like a tornado hit, because ladies you know what it looks like when you empty your purse.

I got the gas and made my way to dinner. I sit down in exhaustion at the table and explain what happened to which my dad says “You could’ve made it here on E”.

Thank you God for those two wonderful Samaritans.


Random #453

The other day I forgot to pick my niece up from camp!

I was consumed with a story I was trying to write and completely lost track of time. My phone rang, and I absentmindedly answered, even though I didn’t recognize the number.

“Hi Auntie” she said in the sweetest voice ever

“Hey babyOHHHHHHIWASSUPPOSEDTOPICKYOUUP!!” I yelled, as realization set in. I felt like the mom on Home Alone when she realized she forgot her kid at home.  “I’m on my way”. In one fell swoop I grabbed my phone and purse and shoes and flew downstairs. I kept thinking, this is the worst feeling ever.

I yelled to my kids, “I forgot to pick up babygirl, I’ll be right back!” Even though I know I was a blur of hair and mommy as I ran past them, I could see the look of utter shock and disgust on their faces. This, I thought, is the worse feeling ever!

What is normally a 15 minute trip ended up taking well over a half hour because there was freakin construction everywhere!!This made me think, THIS is the worse feeling ever!

I sat in traffic and tried to download a directions app (new phone) and I guess it didn’t configure right because it took me in a complete freaking circle. And I won’t talk about how it took me till I got back to the beginning that I realized it was a circle. I hit the steering wheel and yelled at the top of my lungs. This has got to be the worse feeling ever.

I finally get to camp, turning into the parking lot on two wheels, and screeching to a halt in front of the pick up line. No one was there but my niece and her camp counselor. Both of them side eyed me. I tried to apologize to the counselor and give excuses. She was way younger than me and was all in her ‘respecting my elders’ type thing, so she kept saying “It’s ok” but she added that silent, disgusted look. I bit my lip and thought dang this is the worst feeling!!

My niece hopped in the backseat. I said hey muffin!! I tried to sound cheerful. She matched my cheerful and asked “why did you forget about me?”. My answer was a bribe: wanna get some ice cream on the way home? Great!!…I kept thinking to myself, now I’m bribing my niece. This is the worst feeling ever.

The next day, I was aware all day, that at 3:30 I needed to pick up my niece. I set an alarm on my phone, remembering that I needed to leave out earlier because of construction, I placed sticky notes all over the house DO NOT FORGET TO PICK UP BABY GIRL!!. As I looked around at all the reminders, read text messages from friends, and baby girl’s parents, reminding me to pick her up, my kids who said repeatedly “hey ma, don’t forget…”…I was thinking doggone it! Mommy brain is the worst. This is the worst feeling ever!!

I pulled up, on time to pick her up! And she, with a loud, bellowing voice, told the whole pick up line as she walked to my car “I’m so glad you didn’t forget to pick me up today, Auntie! It’s too hot to stand outside and wait two days in a row!”. Her camp counselor nodded in agreement, ever so gently. The other parents all stared at me from their car windows. All I could do was smile tightly and try not to turn red with embarrassment……THIS is by far the worst feeling ever…