Wednesday, July 22, 2009


It's a good thing I'm so scatterbrained lately, or I might have nothing to write about. Or, maybe I would have more to write about if I didn't forget it. I can't remember. Anyway, yesterday I was having a lazy day. You know where you take a shower, and put on clean pajamas. Do nothing, but the bare minimum around the house, etc. Around 4 o'clock I took Byron outside to enjoy the heat minus the sun. (We are very fair people, sun isn't our friend.) I was paying some bills, and I kept writing 7/21/09 on the checks. Thinking to myself "the 21st...hmmm...why does that ring a bell." It took a while, but suddenly it hit me. "OH $#&@! I forgot to get Ryan's tonnage." I glanced at my phone. 5:06 p.m. Are they closed already? So I called real quick. They are open until 5:30 p.m. So now I have a dilemma. Can I make it there by 5:30? My son was soaking wet in nothing but a tshirt and a diaper. I was in pajamas with hair that air dried, and no make-up. Not even mascara. I don't leave my house without mascara. I just don't! (I'm not high maintenance it's just a quirk I have, because my eye lashes are so light colored people tell me I look sick without it.)
"Screw it, I'll give it a shot!"
So I start running around. I put the baby, who happened to be the only one dressed for the day, in her car seat. Then I tackled Byron and put him in a dry diaper and clothes.
"FIND YOUR SHOES BYRON," I yelled. He stood there looking at me dumb founded as I'm hopping around trying to put my own pants on and my flip flops at the same time.
I didn't lock my doors, I just set the security system and left the TV on to scare away intruders. Then I put the baby in, and chased my son into the car. I zipped out of the garage at exactly 5:13 p.m.
I arrived at the office at 5:25 p.m. and rushed the kids out of the car. Only when I got inside the Department of Licensing office, did I realize that I had forgotten the form showing I paid our Heavy Road Use Tax.
Horror crossed my face. "Oh no. All that for nothing?! Now I'll have to come back tomorrow!"
"What's wrong?" Asked the lady behind the counter.
"I forgot my Heavy Road Tax," I said.
"Oh don't worry, you don't have to have it in til October this year. Just fax it to us so you don't forgot again."
So I bought the tonnage and went back home. Almost a non event! That's what I get for being scatterbrained.


The Smiths said...

wowzers!! what a busy 30 minutes. I have days like that as well.