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mamajoanSigh, my mom just called to say that she accidentally made off with my car keys. When she was here this morning picking Isaac up, she ran out to my car to get his boots, and apparently stuck my keys in her pocket and forgot to give them back. This means that I can't go anywhere, like, to pick Isaac up from her tonight as we had arranged.
Mom is Not Happy. Sigh. She kinda sounded like she was mad at me, which is illogical because it's not my fault she pocketed my keys (okay, it's my fault that the spare car key is in the glove compartment, admittedly a stupid place for it, but still). But I kinda know how she feels; it's that whole realizing you're going to have to do something you REALLY don't want to do and it's your own fault thing. I have SO been there.
ugh, this sucks. :P
Mom is Not Happy. Sigh. She kinda sounded like she was mad at me, which is illogical because it's not my fault she pocketed my keys (okay, it's my fault that the spare car key is in the glove compartment, admittedly a stupid place for it, but still). But I kinda know how she feels; it's that whole realizing you're going to have to do something you REALLY don't want to do and it's your own fault thing. I have SO been there.
ugh, this sucks. :P
