Saturday, April 26, 2008

Screw you, Earth!

I am either a really bad blogger, or a poor time manager. I think probably a little of both. I just don't have enough time! Most of my time is spent with the Bebe. Then I work a couple days, and then there's a gazillion other things to do around my 80-year-old house, and then there's about 9 months worth of sleep to catch up on...where does the time go? 

Anyway, this is my Earth Day post. That was like, what, 4 days ago? Whatever. Know what I did for Earth Day? I single-handedly doubled my carbon footprint and was directly responsible for the suffocation of some cute fuzzy wildlife by carbon monoxide. Want to know how? I forgot my damn wallet. 


And I realized this after I had just dropped the car off at the garage. Fan-fuckin-tastic! I am now stranded in the city with no way to get into work (ID is in the wallet), eat, or bail my car out. I can get money from our Credit Union because they know me there, except it's across town, and I can't get across town since I'm cashless. I was actually very close to tears. So, I got a guest pass to get into the station, then texted the Hubs to let him know of my stupidity.

Flashback to several hours earlier, at the Y. My purse was inside my gym bag, which is the norm for me. However, on this particular day I had to pay for a card to use the tot drop, so I pulled out the wallet. And since I had the Bebe on my hip, I just threw the wallet back into the bag without paying much attention to where it landed. Needless to say, it ain't the purse!

My Hubs, who is really well on his way to Sainthood at this point, says he will bring it to me. He will drive 15 miles into New York City on a Tuesday afternoon that's waning dangerously close to rush hour, in an SUV, with the Bebe, for a transaction that will take less than 2 minutes.

And he did. I got my wallet, and he had the joy of crosstown traffic in NYC. So my contribution to Earth Day was to necessitate an extra trip in a gas-guzzling SUV, in traffic, thus ensuring the fumes could really accumulate and mingle with the exhaust of thousands of other vehicles belching toxic gases into the air over Central Park. All because of a wallet. It's great to be me.
  

4 comments:

  1. Not only do you get to be in NYC, but you have a great husband. Me=jealous.

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  2. UGH! Hate days like that!

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  3. The one day I'm not working two jobs...

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  4. Anonymous8:43 PM

    What a horrible day and what a saint of a husband.

    BTW~ I have seen the rock and couldn't believe that it was right there in the middle of everything. Crazy!!

    Also, I am officially tagging you :)

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Go ahead, validate me. You know you want to, you enabler.