I think we had a P brain DAY yesterday! Is it possible for DH to catch preggy brain from me? Sympathy preggy brain? idk ~shrug~
I was to take kids & car to old house to clean/ pack/ do homework/ projects for the day & he was to take the van & go to work (2 hours away). Sounds so very simple, right?
We can't find the van keys. They are nowhere (we are ADAMANT about using key-place, so this never happens & we aren't good at coping when it does!) We ultimately conclude they must have been left at the old house (30 min away) & discuss work contingency plans on the way to fetch them (bc DH had a mtg scheduled & can't make it now, etc).
They are not at the old house either. OY. So after another several thorough searches, we find the van keys under the driver's seat of the car. Wow; really!? I just hope they fell out of my bag & I didn't actually PUT them there in my p brain stupor!
We attempt to drop DH at the van at the new house & the car won't start (Can my car catch P brain as well? It's been dumb lately, too!) We try to jump with a jump cube, no go.
By this time, there's no point for DH to drive to work at all bc he's missed most of his day. His director calls to sincerely & kindly suggest even more ideas for how DH can work from home after baby arrives-- he is so awesome-- no griping about DH's totally shot day!
Our only hope is to get enough juice in the jump cube to get me to an appointment in late afternoon. We do make the appt! Hurray! One success for the day-- I deserve a cookie, but my stash is empty! LOL! We stop by the grocery on the way home & the car cannot be restarted. While my milk gets warmer by the moment, we try the fully-charged jump cube- nothing; we ask a kind fellow shopper who obliges us for over 20 minutes (very kind considering how much gas he burned for us at these prices!), but no go. See, my car -does- have p brain!
A friend from church sees us trying to jump & offers a ride to our van (by this time, I did think to go back in & buy ice for my milk!). We get 15 min into the trip & I recall we do not have our van keys on us. Since I am positive they are in the car, back we go. They aren't in the car. This detour has cost us so much time (we all have an event at church in the evening) we decide to just be dropped at the old house (much closer) so she & we will have time to feed our starving teens before the event, get a ride to church from a nearer neighbor & have anyone run us to the van after the event (church bld close to new house & van!)
When we get to old house for dinner, we see the van keys in old-house-key-place, of course!
Just WOW. I have never spent an entire DAY chasing down one set of keys, losing them again (where they belong-ish) and chasing again! I know DH left them the second time, LOL!
I love the not-picking-stuff-up! HAH! My DC don't even ask when I drop stuff-- they just sigh & get it for me bc they're poor old mama is just so feeble these days, lol!
& the yogurt! & the dishsoap! these things are just par for the course most days anymore!