Blame this on PMS

I’m having one of those weeks, my head is just in a fog and I’m going in circles. I had to run several errands today, so I was juggling grocery lists, packages to mail, other shopping. Which doesn’t sound like much, but today, for me, it was more than I could handle.

I tried to get organized before taking everything into the Post Office, got my packages all ready to go. Of course there was a long line, but I finally got finished and was ready to head home, when I realized I couldn’t find my cell phone. I had been talking on it just minutes before going inside the Post Office, but I couldn’t find it anywhere. I dumped my purse, which created a huge mess in my car (sorry, honey) but no phone.

At this point I was really aggravated, I’d been running around all morning, it was lunchtime and I was tired! No phone is like no right arm though, so my only choice was to go back into the Post Office. I really didn’t want to, but I had to do it. I waited in the long line, again, and explained to the nice lady at the counter that I couldn’t find my phone, and there was a chance that in my disorganization haste I may have shoved the phone into the package that I just mailed. (Yes, I was cringing as I said that) She had to dig my package out of the bin, and then she called my cell phone number to see if the package rang. This caused all the clerks to stop what they were doing and watch, cause I’m fairly certain things like this don’t happen every day. Talk about humiliation, there were probably 20 people in line behind me, half were laughing and half were annoyed that I was taking up so much time.

But the package didn’t ring, so I went back to my car and headed home. I knew I hadn’t dropped that dang phone, I just get in such a hurry that I can’t find anything. Made it home, called the cell phone, and there it was under the floor mat in my car. Of course. Why didn’t I think of that?

If my kids had been with me I would have found a way to blame this on them, surely a 39 year old woman cannot be responsible for such chaos. Where’s a toddler when you need one?!

I meant for it to work out this way, really

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5 Responses to “Blame this on PMS”

I would have loved to be in that Post Office line watching that scene, how funny. But I have those days too, where nothing goes right.

I’m sure those other customers were talking about me, crazy women calling her mail!

bubbles

I went to eat with friends and was on the way home when I couldn’t find my cell phone. One of them called the number and we could hear the phone in the car but we couldn’t find it anyway. Wouldn’t you know when I went to get out of my car there it was under my bottom. Talk about feeling stupid, I sure did.

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Too funny!

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