Anway...last week was rain, rain, rain. When it finally stopped, I was so excited b/c Sam and I were going to be able to go on a nice, long walk. I got ready. I got Sam ready and when I went to grab my keys, I couldn't find them anywhere. Ugh!!! Turns out they were in the car which J had driven to work so no walk for us.
This morning I get a text from J. It says: "Hi Babe. Its an awesome morning for a walk. He'll need long sleeves/pants/maybe hat but it's so beautiful out."
So, I get Sam fed, get myself dressed, Sam dressed, pack up all the stuff I'll need for Sam for the walk and get ready to head out the door. ______________ Fill that blank in with a lot of curse words b/c I could NOT find my keys again! I have no idea where they are and now our apartment is a disaster b/c I have ripped through it like a tornado looking for those damn keys. All 650 square feet of our apartment. Yeah...lots of places for the stupid keys to hide. ::sarcasm::
The point to this story is that apparently I had to trade in my brain for a beautiful son. Since I became a mother, I lose everything. I'm surprised I knew where my phone was this morning. If you are a mother and you know where I should go to collect my brain, please share this information. You know, like if it is sitting in some type of pawn shop somewhere. I wouldn't trade Sam for it but I have some nice costume jewelry that I'd be willing to give up for even just a part of my brain.
Thanks for letting me vent, friends.
Here's a pic of Sam and I by the door ready to leave. Notice the wall right next to the door where my keys should be hanging? If only I used that thing. I can't tell you how many times I've looked everywhere for an umbrella. (that's the pink thing on top) :(
I lose things all the time, too.
ReplyDeleteBefore we had a home phone (that I use for work), I would use www.wheresmycellphone.com to find it. It will call your phone for you. LIFE SAVER. he he.
But, seriously. I would lose my head if it were not attached to my body.