Intelligence

I would consider myself a fairly intelligent person, but I have my moments that leave me wondering how I don't find myself in the dryer in an attempt to get laundry done faster.  Don't follow?  You save time not having to take the outfit off, get dressed in a new outfit, and folding.  Welcome back.

Like I was saying, I have my moments.  Today was a perfect example.  I did some major, hard core, increased heart rate type of shopping today.  One of the places I went into was William Sonoma.  It smelled fantastic, there were so many great items in there, and yet for the most part, I have no idea how to cook.  So that lead me to having to do a little internal pep talk, no big deal, you've got other great attributes.....one that was included in this list was in fact intelligence.

Final stop for the afternoon, Walmart, and I was pushing it on time.  Had a list of 3 items, walked out with one.  Thank goodness I realized it because the other two, lettuce and tomato, were needed for dinner (and no, I wasn't cooking it).  Back in I go with an incredibly awkward speed walk taking me along.  Grab 1 head of lettuce, a couple of tomatoes, and I am out of there!

Now, today is my daughters birthday & I had some ice cream cupcakes made up at Carvel, but they weren't going to be ready until 5.  Once the time came, I grabbed the little one and headed out the door leaving my husband to prep dinner and the birthday girl to veg in front of the TV for a little bit.  Clare and I were just about at Carvel when a call comes in, it's my husband, he tells me that he hates to be the bearer of bad news, but I have to make yet another stop for a head of lettuce.

No, no my friend, you are mistaken.....I broke a sweat doing a mad dash through the store to get that lettuce.

Nope, I bought cabbage.  Why do they have to look so much alike???

So now I am dreading another stop, I am beat, the little one is cranky & I just want to be home.   I notice that right down the strip from Carvel is a Jersey Mike's.  Screw it, I am going to a sub shop and asking for some lettuce, I am not loading and unloading a cranky child one more time if I don't have to.  At this point, I have maxed out and am officially DONE.  I am questioning my intelligence and the ability to answer anything with any accuracy.  The 17 year old behind the counter in the sub shop must've seen the moment I was having because he didn't even charge me for my to go container of shredded lettuce.

So that's where my confidence came back, look at that, I got what I needed, for free no less, without having to load and unload.  I'll be okay, no corks of the end of the forks for me.  I felt my face start to change, a smile start to develop and I was standing a little more upright when I noticed I was trying to get into someone elses car.