These are my confessions
There are moments in my life when something happens and I smile on the inside, knowing that it’s going to be great blogging material. There are other instances in which I feel so silly at what just unfolded and I am glad no one was there to witness what I just did.
Since I’ve made this big announcement that I will be blogging EVERY SINGLE DAY IN NOVEMBER (what was I thinking) I am coming up a little short in the creative department this morning. And the only thing that keeps popping into my head is what happened last week.
And it’s one of those “don’t tell anyone” categories.
It was mildly humorous. And since this website is all about entertaining the masses, I decided that I needed to suck it up, write it down and suffer the consequences of finger pointing and eye rolling.
Speaking of eye rolling…
For about two weeks, I’ve felt a sense of dizziness while driving to work. I’m fine driving home, but driving to work was miserable. My eyes would not focus. I would rub them. Blink them. Check for weird foreign objects in them. Then I wondered if my polarized sunglasses were adjusting to the recent time change and the sun being in a different position as I made my way down Highway 59.
Hey. That’s not random. I actually thought it. I was hoping for anything but “you-just-turned-34-and-are-getting-old-so-get-over-yourself-and-get-some-glasses-already.”
The morning of the second week, I became really concerned. I pulled in to my parking garage at work, took off my sunglasses and immediately felt better. I was convinced that they had melted in the sun and somehow warped, causing me to not be able to focus properly.
I flung them across the seat where they landed on a white piece of paper.
And that’s when I noticed that a lens was missing from the left eye socket.
Feeling pretty stupid? Of course. Excited that I’m not going blind? You betcha.
It’s sort of like the times when I attempt to use my key-less car entry to get in the door of work. I will sit there for a good 10 seconds clicking the button at the door knob, wondering why it won’t open. Sadly, I’ve done that on more than one occasion.
I blame it on the headaches I’ve developed in the morning from trying to focus in my left socketless sunglasses.
Please tell me you know what I’m talking about. This happens all the time, right? RIGHT?
I totally know what you mean. I’m forever trying to use the key to the bathroom at work to unlock the main door and LEAVE the office at night. Ummm…exactly. Just turn the door handle. No need to unlock a door from which you are exiting the building.
Oh…I’ve done it.
I previously worked in a very secure location…that required you to badge in and out of the building and every single door within.
I tried to badge in and out of my apartment…a lot.
It’s like when you pick up the phone at home with your business greeting…yep – done that more than a couple of times!
I was driving to work this morning and it took me a while to realize I had forgotten my glasses – was already late, so I’m using the Target Dollar Spot readers – can barely see!
Laughed. Out. Loud. Hilarious, but don’t worry everyone has those moments!
You know how at Target there is one door this is an automatic door and opens by itself when you walk up and then for some reason there is the other door, right beside it, that is not automatic. Apparently for those people that need the little extra arm exercise that is required to open the door manually. I can’t tell you how many times I have stood in front of the maually operated door, waiting for it to open automatically. Just standing there looking at the door, waiting. People are walking past me, staring. Not good.
Oh Lincee…you crack me up. If it makes you feel any better I was looking frantically for my car keys for about 10 minutes yesterday morning. My teenage son informed me with a snicker that they were in my left hand. Doh. …Your eyesight won’t start to go until 40. I swear to you. I woke up on my 40th birthday and I just couldn’t see as well. Ever again….Somedays that’s a good thing ” )
Thanks for the chuckle this morning and every time I read your stuff. You are too much. This post was by far my favorite! I’m 54 so I don’t feel so bad now about all the stupid stuff I do and blame it on age! Thanks for the laughs and keep um coming!
Haha! That is funny! Reminds me of the times I start to put the milk in the panty and peanut butter in the fridge! ;-p
Here’s my confession. The hubby, and I had to buy some new fluorescent lights for the kitchen. We were out running errands, and this purchase was just one of the stops. We bought them during the summer, and have no air conditioning in our car and it was already pretty hot. As we parked the car, I turned to my husband and said, “Are the lights going to be okay in the car? It’s really hot today.” The look on my husband’s face was priceless, and I immediately knew just how dumb that question was. Apparently there is such a thing as a dumb question. He still gives me grief about that every now, and then.
::: can’t reply since I’m laughing too hard to see my monitor… must put on socketless glasses:::
Oh.My.Awesomeness.
Like Davita, I too, (attempt to) badge in and out of my house…. a lot. And, at least once a week, I panic because I’ve ‘lost’ my sunglasses, only to find them resting comfortably on my head.
how about searching frantically for twenty minutes for the cell phone i am talking on?!!!!
That’s totally happened to me!! Except, I was driving in the car with my boss and when I put on the sunglasses, he just sat there looking at me oddly as I tried to figure out what the heck happened to my vision. I finally caught a glimpse of myself in the rear-view mirror and noticed the missing lens and started laughing. My boss just had his hand out to fix them for me and was just waiting for me to realize I’d been driving with only a half of my sunglasses. So embarrassing!
E7 – that’s funny.