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I had an extremely frustrating morning. First, the husband woke up at 5am to leave for work. He did not tell me why, but I suspect one of two reasons. A) He wanted to make sure the people who showed up for work and clocked in at 6 were actually working and not just lazing around until 7 when everyone else got there. B) His jaw where he got a tooth pulled yesterday was starting to hurt and since I forbade him from driving after he took a pain pill he rushed off to work so he could take the pill and not hurt anymore.
The problem with him getting up at 5 and leaving is it messes up MY schedule. Usually he leaves at 6:30 or so and I watch the local news and by the time the national news comes on I'm up, out of bed and bothering kids to get ready for school and have a good breakfast. The 5am news is quite boring if you're not a farmer, so I went back to sleep. I woke up about ten minutes before it was time for kids to leave.
The kids all got Pop Tarts if they ate anything (not so healthy but at least it's breakfast!!) and ONE child couldn't find his running shoes for track. He may have left with only one, I'm not sure.
But they did all at least get on the bus, and most of them had breakfast.
I did not have time for breakfast; I had a dentist appointment, so I gathered up my necessities: #1) My glasses, #2) my SUN glasses, #3) a snack (if I don't eat SOMETHING I get shaky and my brain doesn't work right, making driving a little dangerous, so I always ALWAYS bring a snack with me); lately I've been being very good about bringing fruit with me, #4) a book. I can get real bored of existence without a book to keep me entertained. I just finished "Fifty Shades of Grey" so I'm back to trying to finish "Desperation."
Once I got all my things in the van I realized I needed to use the bathroom. It is a LONG drive to my dentist so I thought I'd run in the house and get it done. I left all my things in the van so of course I locked it! I am VERY protective of my camera and my bank card. I had keys in my hand so I didn't think much of it until I got to the front door and realized the keys in my hand were the keys to my DAUGHTER'S car, the little Monte Carlo and NOT my van. At first I wasn't too stressed, after all I would just use the spare set I keep hidden for just such occasions (it is nowhere NEAR the first time I've locked my keys in the van!) but then I realized the spare set was currently in my purse, which was in the van I had just locked. So all my sets of keys were locked in the van.
Well, what was done was done and there was nothing I could do about it so I took care of the bathroom issue. The hardest and worst part of locking my keys in the van is the call to my husband. He's not very tolerant of my dumbassery even though he's known about my dumbass streak since he married me and should be somewhat used to it by now. But I made the call because a long time ago I made the genius decision to make a copy of the van key and put it on my husband's keyring. I told him I would just take my daughter's car to the dentist then I would stop by his work and get the copy to get my things out of my van. (I was right, he wasn't very happy to hear I had locked both sets of keys into my van at the same time lol).
So I got into the Monte Carlo but I saw it had a flat tire.
At this point I was wondering if God was trying to tell me He did not want me to go to the dentist or anywhere else today....but as it happens the electric air pump was in the Monte so I hooked it up and waited for the tire to air up enough to get me to the gas station, where a much better (and FASTER) air pump could fill it the rest of the way. The little electric pump takes a really long time, so by that time, I was running late.
I had less than half an hour to drive 55 minutes away, and I was driving without my glasses, without my sunglasses, and without my driver's license.
But I went anyway. I firmly believe that the more you look at a clock, the faster time will pass by, especially if you are running late....so I refused to check the time and instead concentrated on the road. I didn't realize it when I was busy with the tire, but it's been so long since anyone has used the Monte Carlo that the bird crap (we park under trees) was piled up so thick it looked like stalactites were covering the windshield!! The Monte didn't have windshield washer fluid but I doubt it would have helped in any case. The windshield was so bad I'm all but positive if a cop had seen it they would have pulled me over for vision obstruction (for real, they can do that in Illinois ~ it's even illegal to hang anything on your review mirror, they WILL ticket you!)
In any case I made it to the dentist appointment and only a little bit late. I got my teeth scraped and polished and flosses and a "good job" from the dentist (the first in a long time ~ quitting pop must be working!)
Then I headed to my husband's work for the spare van key.
This was around noon, and I hadn't eaten anything at all since dinner last night. This was where I started to feel woozy and it became difficult to keep my eyes open and hard to concentrate on the road. I feel real lucky I was able to hold it together and get there, and even luckier that the guys at his job like me enough to share their lunch with me! So I got the spare, only caught a little crap from his work buddies, and made it home. I was going to spend the rest of the day doing dishes, but one puppy (by puppy I mean an adult dog ~ I just call them puppies) pooped in his cage (I'm assuming because I wasn't here to walk them at their usual time) and one other got violently sick and puked all over HIS cage....so now I get to pull out the hose, attach it, turn the water on and clean those out instead.
All in all a very frustrating day so far, but it really hasn't bothered me too much. It was a GORGEOUS day to be out and about, I did get that "good job" from the dentist and I was able to get my van open without having to pay someone to break into it! And I had something to blog about for once ;).
I am totally going to upload a picture of what the windshield looked like the next time I plug my iPod in.
