So, I go to the grocery store. I needed some soda and parmesano reggiano for dinner. I get to the checkout and go to pay and my check card isn't in my purse. I immediately gasp, then I remember, I stuck it in my back pocket when I got gas. I pat my butt trying to feel for my card when it hits me: I'm not wearing my jeans because they're at home stinking of gas!!!! ARGH!!! I pull out another credit card that I'm not even sure how much credit it has on it to pay and thankfully, it had enough.
Here I am again, home, typing up my woes, and getting ready to go back out to finish up my errands for the day. It's only 1:30 and I feel like it should be 10 at night.