Well, I set myself up for this…so there’s no reason for me to sit at the computer having panic attacks any longer.
I’m sure none of you have slept a wink since reading the list of 13 surprising facts about me…as you are on the edge of your seat just dying to find out about how I could single-handedly burn down a huge barn…and you can not WAIT hear what word I shouted on the choir tour bus (trust me, you DON’T want to know…).
I’ll get to them all in time… (and as I muster up the courage to embarass myself all over the bloggy universe…).
Today though, I’ll be telling you about the day I put $350 dollars cash into the freezer…and forgot about it.
Well, actually…I didn’t realize I was putting it into the freezer in the first place.
We were getting ready to go on a trip. I had a four year old, a one year old and I was pregnant with our third…(need I say more?).
I was running errands the day before we were to leave. You know, doing all that pre-trip stuff…buying snacks to take on the road…filling the car with gas…buying diapers to last us while we were gone…paying a few bills…returning library books…and getting cash out of the bank to take with us.
While I was out running errands, I found a great sale on something (I don’t remember now what was on sale…it was six years and many sales ago…but it was something good enough to take the time to stock up on while I was running around getting ready to leave the state.).
And it was something that needed to go in the freezer. (Do you see where this is going?)
So, I return home from all of that… with a hungry four year old and one year old… and was grabbing as much as I possibly could from the car so that I could make it in as few trips as possible.
I threw stuff on the counter and ran to the freezer in our garage to put the frozen sale stuff in.
Blah, blah, blah…the day goes on…we pack…we do whatever else needs to be done to get ready for our trip…
And then that evening we went to church.
Right in the middle of Psalms and Proverbs (okay, I made that up…I don’t remember what we were studying)…anyway, right in the middle of our Bible study…
I suddenly thought…WHAT did I do with the CASH for our TRIP???!!! (Ever seen a pregnant lady panic in a pew?)
I then started mentally re-tracing my steps…going through the events of the afternoon ( so much for Psalms or Proverbs for me)…and I came up with…
Nothing.
No clue. No recollection of seeing or doing anything with the money once I pulled away from the bank.
And I felt sick. SICK…I tell you!
I also really enjoyed telling Matt after church, “Great job teaching class tonight. Also… I got that $350 cash out of the bank today like we talked about…and I don’t have a clue where it is.”
As soon as we got home, we started looking everywhere and taking the car apart and the house apart and praying and asking the same questions over and over… (Did the lady at the bank actually hand me the money, or did I just ask for the cash and drive away? Noooo I’m sure she handed me the money…and then I…??? Fog…blank…nothing…)
(BTW, tearing your house and car apart is SO NOT what you want to be doing the night before you are leaving for a long road trip!
We finally gave up and decided to just let it turn up when it turned up, and go get more cash out of the bank in the morning before we left… <gulp> (Do we even have that much more cash to pull out?).
SO we got the kids to bed and tried to put the house back together a little and I went to the freezer to get something for Matt to eat. While I was there, I saw that the stuff I had bought earlier that day was still in the bag because I had been in a hurry.
I decided to make the freezer look nicer…so I took the stuff out of the bag…and what do you know?
Out came a sweet little envelope full of green bills (ever seen what President Andrew Jackson looks like when he’s frozen?)
(I’ve never been so happy to see that beautiful, frozen, smiling face!)
SHEW!!
Well now, of course we use our credit or debit card to swipe everywhere when we go on a trip…so we don’t need to take cash like that.
But then, that also explains why I am so used to whipping out my credit card everywhere I am…and why I keep handing it to my librarian when I check out books…
Okay, story number one has been told. It’s SO cool to tell people the air-headed things you’ve done. You should really try it. I’m feeling just so proud right now.
;)
