Saturday, April 25, 2009
Locked out and other bits
Do you ever have moments when you wonder if your brain has turned to mush and you do inexplicably stupid things? One of these moments happened to me this morning when I managed to lock my bag and my car keys inside the car.
I'd unloaded the shopping in to the car boot, chucked my bag and keys inside the car (from the boot) and on to one of the doggy look-out seats and then...I shut the boot. I'd used the remote to open the boot and, because I don't have central locking on it, the doors remained locked.
What did I do? Did I stay cool and calm and not get upset?
I burst into tears, cursed the fact that Mr FF was in the UK and not due back until this evening and then I wandered back into the supermarket and the lady I know who runs the dry cleaners looked up my neighbour's phone number*, he came and took me to my ma-in-law's and I cried again. Then my neighbour arranged a locksmith and we now have new locks, but my car is still at the supermarket with my bag very visible. I knew I had a spare set of keys here but when m-i-l drove me to my car and I tried the set I had, they turned out to be the spare to Mr FF's car - he has my spare set with him (I hope he's not had to find out he had the wrong set).
I'm at the age now (51) when I'm doing the occasional daft thing and it worries me. I tried to take pictures of my two new pairs of Rocket Dog boots for this post and couldn't manage to upload them from the camera - and this is something I've done countless times. I'm taking a female supplement (its base is the Maka root) for women of a certain age and I thought it was helping but after this morning I can see my brain is not working very efficiently. If anyone has any advice it will be gratefully received - no, a brain transplant will not be considered.
After this little story I feel a fraud to accept an award from the lovely Cynthia
especially as this award is to *celebrate women's smart, strong and inspirational spirit*. I certainly felt like none of those things this morning and I'm not looking forward to the expression on Mr FF's face when he returns this evening and has a nano-second of anxiety when he doesn't see my car outside the house. Anyway, back to the award- I don't want to single out any of you fabulous female bloggers so I'm not going to pass it on.
One last thing - I've worked out that the person who was my 10,000 'hitter' is the lovely Ann from Dublin. She doesn't have a blog so I can't link to her but Ann, if you would like to let me know how to contact you then I would like to send you a present from Brittany. If only I'd had my stat counter for the first two years that my blog was up and running - oh well, I'm just happy that 10,000 times someone has come to my little corner of the internet. I don't even need a top-level brain to maintain my blog - just a lot of silly stories.
*of course my mobile was in my bag and I couldn't think of m-i-l's number and she is ex-directory.