Sunday, March 1, 2009

You know you're getting old when......

Hahahahha.....

I am at this moment laughing about my stupidity before I have even started to type! Sometimes I just have to wonder how safe it is for me to be responsible for children and pets!

I just returned home from an after-church luncheon meeting and am feeling very tired and not quite myself due to the fact that I've had a small steady headache since Tuesday afternoon. Well, I came home and went to my bedroom to change from skirt and pantihose into my longjohns and jeans, as Jake has a hockey game later tonight and I like to stay as toasty warm as possible in that arena. I put on my longjohns, then got sidetracked in a conversation with Jon and Jake about our water heater.....that's another whole story in itself! Anyways, Jon and Jake head out the door, Picton bound, to purchase some fittings for the water heater. I head back to the bedroom to finish getting dressed. I am searching through a small pile of clothing that's next to my bed....searching, searching, searching...... "Where in tarnations are my longjohns???? They should be right here!" I stand there for a moment pondering the fact that no one would have any reason to move my longjohns when it suddenly dawns on me that...... I'm embarrassed to say this...... I am, in fact, already wearing them. Duhhhhhhh.

I immediately thought, "Oh THIS is what old people do when they can't find their spectacles and they search for hours for them, only to hear their spouse say, 'Dear, they're right on top of your head!'" Now HOW SAD IS THAT, people???? I am sure that as Sadie reads this (she's a Children's Aid Society worker), she will already be dialling a co-worker and submitting my name and address for a review! If there is ANYONE knockin' at my door this week with a clipboard in their hand, I am NOT answering the door!

So, a word of advice..... if you've misplaced something and you cannot find it, please go to a full-length mirror and check yourself out...... you're likely to find what you're looking for.

Now where did I put that Tylenol????

2 comments:

Janna said...

Girlfriend, if you're worried about a CAS visit because you forgot that you were wearing your long johns, there are a lot of us out here who can tell you: "Don't sweat it - we've got you beat" . . . I'm sure we would get visits long before you! Me? I can see myself walking around the house talking to hubby and kids without realizing I was just in my little undies without the long ones on yet (not to mention the pants!)...not good...
:-P

Ann-Marie said...

Michelle

1) I don't work there anymore
2) It's only if you forget your child on top of the car, or forgot to dress them in clothes that I might come visit you :)