Today I am inspired by a strong woman to start my own blogg. i have so much to say and now I guess is a better time than any to get started. I dont know who, if anyone will read this but thats not the point really. I just have alot to get out and I'm ready to finally start.
Tonight I went grocery shopping and my four year old lil boy was with me. A friend of mine was kind enough to give us a ride there and I always hate asking for rides places. We were entirely out of food so I really did not have much choice but to ask. My husband Turk gave me his credit card to do the shopping. Once I had everything I needed I got in line and did the waiting game with everyone else and my lil boy was being very patient and good. When it was finally my turn the cashier scanned all my items and bagged them for me. I swiped the card through the machine and was the told "declined" I thought for sure it was a mistake so I asked her to run it 2 more times. She did as I asked and came up with the same thing "declined" So i panic a little. I am embarassed and sweating. I call Turks cell phone and he doesn't answer. I am thinking to myself "not a good time for you to ignore my call jerkwad geez !"
So I call his work number and he immediately puts me on hold. At this point I feel not just embarrassed but angry and ignored and unimportant. How dare he just put me on hold at a moment like this. I am his "so called wife" I should come before any customer.. right? Atleast I guess thats what I thought.
The people behing me in line start to grumble and get impatient. My friends sits on the store bech diaganal from me and is looking annoyed. My until now patient child starts running around wildly ignoring my pleas for him to calm down and just stay put.
At this moment I feel like Jim Carey charachter in the movie me, mysel and Irene.
Like I could crack. Of course I don't becuse mothers don't have that option to just have a total melt down. Turk finally gets back on the phone says some crap about his card being fine and Im over reacting. Luckily my friend was nice enough to purchase the groceries for me and spare me any more embaraasment.
I left that store feeling like an inch tall. "sigh" Just another day right.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
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