Saturday morning, I got to sleep in....took a shower...even had 2 helpers for cleaning around the house. It was great.
Naptime came & I had errands to run.
Took the movies back to Blockbuster, and then saw a Dollar Tree.
I had some things to get from the grocery store, so I thought to myself: "Self, why don't we go on in there & see what we can find."
So I did.
I haven't the faintest clue what I was looking at when my phone started to ring.
My phone was conveniently located SOMEWHERE in my purse. My purse was casually slung over my left shoulder. So....there I am, with a ringing phone. I step back with my left foot, and raise my left arm while reaching into my purse...so, my elbow was sticking out.
Why such detail???? Because...I backed into a display of 2-3 inch tall glass votive holders.
The sound of breaking glass came in waves as shelf after shelf after shelf reached the floor. I was wearing flip flops & my feet were covered in glass.
Store patrons came running, and finally employees arrived too. I couldn't move b/c there was glass everywhere & all over my feet. I was sooooo ready to just die.
I had to stand there while the employee was sweeping up the glass b/c I was stuck. The store manager asked me about a thousand times if I was cut, if I was okay, etc. UGH.
So....quick math as I was staring at the pile of glass: if I have to buy these, how much could I possibly owe??? I'm in the dollar store, but LUCKILY, the sign on the floor indicates that these are priced at 2 for a dollar. Thank God. So...I probably owe what?? A hundred bucks? A hundred & fifty???
And then I decided: since it was Dad who was calling at such an inopportune time, then it's his fault, and therefore I'll write a check out of his account to pay for it.
ME: "Hey---Dad. You just bought 300 glass votives, okay?"
DAD: "What am I going to do with 300 glass votives?"
ME: "Nothing. They're all broken."
Fortunately, they did not make me buy any of them, and the manager was just glad that I was not hurt.
After that: trip to my local favorite grocery store...my conditioner was on sale (CatWalk Oatmeal & Honey), milk was on sale (2 gallons for $7), celery & cream cheese were on sale....it was all very exciting (yeah....I must lead a VE-RY interesting life if I get excited about celery being on sale...).
On the way home, I decided to call Damon's sister in law to see if she was coming to the BBQ. (BBQ planned for Sat.night @ my mother-in-law's...) I didn't have the number with me, so I called information. They connected me free of charge...How lucky for me.
ME: "Hey, is this Chuck?"
ME: "It's Laine. What are you doing?"
CHUCK: "Playing a computer game."
ME: "Am I on speaker phone?" (noting that Chuck didn't sound like himself, but things can be distorted on speaker phone...)
ME: "Sooooo...you're too lazy to pick up the phone. I understand, your hands must be busy playing the game... I was just calling to see if you guys are going to the BBQ."
CHUCK: "I wasn't invited."
ME: "Oh, sure you were! Damon told me that Joe called & invited y'all."
CHUCK: "Where is it?"
ME: "At Joe & Linda's."
CHUCK: "Well, I don't know a Joe."
ME: "Well, then you must not be the Chuck that's my brother in law. Because that Chuck knows that his dad's name is Joe."
CHUCK: "No, I'm not your brother in law.I think you've got the wrong number. But I don't have any plans for tonight if you still want me to go to the BBQ."
ME: "Um, no, but good luck with your computer game. I hope you win. Bye."
Hey---411, thanks for that.
After that funny little wrong number:
Came home....was going to run get a manicure, but didn't have time.
We were due over at my Mother In Law's for a BBQ. Damon was ready to get out there, so he & Gage went ahead...and I went a little later.
Went to the BBQ, and then I left to bring Gage home a little after 8:30. He was sleepy....
When I got home, I had a huge headache. I just felt like my brain was swelling inside my skull! Took some Motrin, soaked in the tub, & went to bed.