This week is the start of summer hours where I work. We have a variety of hours we can work and I decided to work 4 ten hour days. What was I thinking? Yesterday was the first day and I got to work late. For some reason I followed a car on interstate going below the speed limit and I'm sure this person wondered if I was stalking them...
I finally woke up and hit the gas pedal but got to work 5 minutes late. 5 minutes doesn't seem like much but I'm one of those people who is always 10 minutes early to everything. By the end of the day, my brain must of crashed and burned. On my way home, I filled my car up with gas and decided to delete text messages on my cell phone while the gas was filling up.
While I was deleting the text messages, I heard water running..I looked out of the car door and gas spigot didn't shut off once my tank was full and was overflowing. I don't think it ran over very long..but still I wasn't happy to be wasting money.
I got home andthe garage smelled like gas...seriously, I think we could've blown up the house. DH asked where was I that the gas smell was so bad..My reply..."I went to get car for my gas and I had a problem." What I meant to say, "I went to get gas for my car and had a problem."
Today is my day off from work and I cut these peonies from our garden...it's too bad that they can't bloom all summer..one of my favorite flowers...
I also went to two Goodwill stores and found some great things, I'll post more about this later this week..
Oh, I think I still have a pear in my purse from yesterday, I took it to work for a snack and forgot about it.
Wow, do you ever have days like this?
Is this a early sign of dementia???
Please tell me I'm okay...
(I can't be held responsible for any grammar or spelling mistakes.)