Today, I reached a new level of blonde moment.
You see, my daughter’s school is 2 blocks from my house. Sometimes we walk, and sometimes we drive. On nice days, we walk.
Today was a nice day.
Only we drove to school because it was sausage patty smothered with cheese on a hash brown for breakfast day. This day only happens once a month and it’s a special day that we can’t miss. Because Mommy won’t make her a greasy breakfast at 6am. So we have to hurry and get to school early for this treat before all the other kids get it and only breakfast bars are left. (Her words.)
Anyway, we drive to school, I get out of the car, the little one runs into her little friend, and the two girls run off to the breakfast line together. The friend’s mom and I stand there for a bit chatting about exciting mom things like girl scouts, gymnastics, field trips, and what our vacation plans for next summer are. We start walking home and talk for about a block. She makes a left to go home. I make a right.
On the way home, I text my big kids. We talk about how we wish we could tell my dad that today is National Coffee Day, and that Stewart’s Shops are offering free coffee. My dad loved two things: free stuff and Stewart’s coffee. I don’t really love Stewart’s coffee, but I figure my dad would haunt me if I didn’t go get some in his honor. So I go into the house, make my salad to take to my office, and go back out to get in my car and drive across town for free coffee that I already had at home.
But my car is gone.
Do I call the police?
I know I’m not late on payments, so it hasn’t been repossessed. I parked it in my driveway, so it’s not like the city would have towed it.
Besides, if it were towed I would have heard a truck, right?
Did my fiance come home and move my car without telling me?
I look around the corner and still don’t see it. Frantically, I start texting him to ask if he took it somewhere.
Then it hits me.
I LEFT THE FREAKING CAR AT SCHOOL AND WALKED HOME!
So, I walk back down to the school and drive my car to Stewart’s to get coffee. I also needed half and half, and they have a nice vanilla one there.
I go in, make the coffee, and they charge me for it.
Why, you ask?
Because free coffee day doesn’t start till noon.
Yup. Stick a fork in me. I’m done.
I’d like to add some sort of wisdom to this post, but the truth is that someone who loses their car probably shouldn’t be giving advice today! The purpose of sharing is that maybe you’re having a bad day too, and you can say, “Hey, at least I didn’t lose my car.”
So here’s a picture of my not-free coffee.
In honor of my dad, I’m going to buy someone else a coffee instead. All you have to do is leave a comment on this post for an entry to win $5 via Paypal. Drawing ends Monday, October 2, 2017. (This giveaway has ended.)
Happy National Coffee Day!