Then I remember we're out of TP. I was supposed to go get more this morning. DH used the last of it while he was getting ready for work.
Oh well. I can use baby wipes for a day. Oh, SHIT... My car is gone! The new pack of diapers was in my car!
I call DH and ask if there's any way he could bring me the sack of diapers on his lunch break. I am OUT at home.
"Why in the hell are the diapers in the car anyway?!"
"I wish you wouldn't DO THAT?!"
He hangs up the phone.
Not only does he have my car, my wallet, my cash, and the diapers but he also has the car seat.
It's only about 4 miles to the store. I can walk it and pay with quarters (I probably have enough) but it's pouring rain. Don't want to get baby boy out in it.
So I text DH and ask him to please call his dad and ask him to come change the tire on his car (we need to borrow a spare from FIL) for me so I can get to the store. Nothing back yet.
Damn what a morning!