Jul 10, 2010

Memory issues

Yesterday was a 'terrible, awful, horrible, no-good day!' Luckly, that passed and today was WAY fun. To set the scene, yesterday morning mom calls and tells me I can bring her house keys back before work afterall as she's not going to the doctor. I say, 'sure thing.' It is not until I'm on my way to her house that I discover that I don't HAVE her keys. They aren't where I thought they were and I haven't a clue where they are. Bad words! I go to mom's anyway and confess. Then to work, which was ok until Dallen talked to me. A couple of things I shouldn't have done. I'm close to tears for the rest of the day. I come home, go straight to bed and pray for a better day. This morning didn't feel much better but I had keys to find and a b-day to celebrate. The birthday was fun but the key thing bothered me [A LOT] So the perfect ending to a fun day, Mom calls, I'd dropped the keys at her place. I STILL feel and idiot but I can live with that as long as she has her keys. There's a lesson here, 'don't trust me with ANYTHING you might actually want BACK!

2 comments:

DAVIS' said...

Ha Ha Ha Aunt Wendy this post makes me laugh so hard ,cause dustin just the other day told me that he can't trust me with anything that he needs me to hold on to, that he will need back. Cause i really loose everything

wendypepper said...

gad!!!!! I'm sorry, it must be in the genes. We'll have to choose someone to blame. [not Grandma, she remembers EVERYTHING!]