Well I know I have not been up on my writing duties, but believe me, I have been really busy doing lot's more important things. Like taking care of Abe. And for some reason November is a blur to me. I think the whole commuting three hours and kinda living out of a suitcase...having clothes all over the state of Indiana and northeast Ohio kind of made me dizzy. Not that I have been in Ohio all that much, but every single time I go somewhere I leave something or forget something....like I can't find my grey pants. I know I had them for our christmas home tour, but can't seem to find them anywhere.Ya see , I think I am losing my mind. I know they are somewhere, but who knows.
For example. In November, I met my friend Jeanette for dinner. Before dinner I went shopping and bought pants at the GAP. After we were done eating we shopped a little more...well I lost my pants. Somewhere in that Mall. I was obscessed. I even went back in to the last store Jeanette and I had been. No, the pants were gone. The next day. I called
the Mall. I called the
Lost and Found.I
Called the resterant, called every store we visited. TWICE. I did give money to a homeless man outside the Mall. Do you think I put my Gap bag down then? It just ruined my night, and I had such a good visit with Jeanette.
Then a few days later, Brianne stopped at the Mall shopping, checked lost and found for me.(Because I obscessed about my lost item every day). She said she could barely read my writing at Lost and Found. I didn't write it!!!!! I took care of it over the phone. Oh, she said, she changed the wording from slacks to pants. Okay, whatev, is slacks an old bag word that these hip store people won't understand???? Is that going to help them retrieve my slacks,I mean P-a-n-t-s? She also checked at the Gap again. No, nothing. But she really didn't think the Gap guy checked or even listened to her question.EEEEEE! Then exactly a month later, I had dinner with another friend. We had time to stop at the Mall. I told her what had happened. She said let's check at the Gap. I really didn't want to , it just made me psycho all over again. The homeless man probably sold my slacks. I mean pants, to a short chubby middle school girl for his next meal.Did I tell you that the homeless man was deaf? He handed me a card saying he was deaf, and could I give him money. I did, and that's when I think I lost my pants. Anywho, Luanne and I went to the Gap and inquired about my back pants. The sales guys talked on their Janet Jackson walkey takey microphone in the the ear thingy's. I started to explaine everyting. The sales guy just said my manager heard you say everything..... he's looking. I felt very stupid. The next thing I know the clerk is talking on his microphone thing and asked, what size, what color, was it purchased at this store, is it in a Gap bag? Holy SH-- they had my Pants! Now they aren't anything great, but I am sure you all can relate ...you spend 50 bucks, you want to have your item.I love my P-a-n-t-s. They really fit cute. And guess what? I am only wearing black pants this year, that is unless I can find my grey pants. I like them too.I hope they are at Bri's.Since I haven't been there for two weeks, I'm guessing that's where they are.
Although I am missing my rollers. No not my hot rollers my velcro rollers. And i know who the hell uses those any more, me!Don't get me started about my hair ....that's a whole other psyco grandma thing. But I have lots of issues with hair products, makeup, and facial skin needs. I have so much stuff...I leave the big ticket items and remember the small stuff. It's really making me crazy!
Christmas is a whole other issue. You shop. You buy the perfect gift you make sureyou don't leave
anyone out
and you check your list.....,I have had Christmases that I have left whole bag of gifts in the middle of my living room. Which that really makes you mad. Cause you went to all the trouble of buying and wrapping, and then you leave it. EEEE!
This year, I was away from
my home before Thanksgiving, and had my Christmas at Bri and Jakes . So I was not totally prepared
at my home for Thanksgiving. And
worried that I would forget something for Our Christmas at Bri's.Both Holidays turned out great,but I was totally not very prepared for either. What ever, that's how life goes. I would much rather have too many things going on in my life than not enough.
