Meet Bob . . .

For those of you who don't see me on a regular basis, you may not have met Bob. Bob is my Blackberry. I named him Bob because he's my battery-operated-boyfriend.

I got him in January so that I could combine a pda and my cell phone into one item.

I never dreamed that I would love him as much as I do. I spend quality time with Bob.

The reason I bring him up today is because I was thinking how quiet he is today.

I managed to leave the house this morning around 10 with only 2 false starts.

The first was that I got in the car and realized my smokes were in the house. So, back in I went.

Then, when I got almost to the access road to get on the highway, I realized my debit card was at home.

So, I turned around and got it. I was trying to hurry because I wanted to get to Wendy's in time to have a breakfast burrito. They are soooooo yummy!

I DID manage to make it there just before they stopped serving breakfast.

Then, I went to the John Deer dealership and got Scott a new hat. I hope he likes it . . . I really love it.

Next was the library. I was dreading going because I hate driving downtown and there's never any parking.

BUT, there was a spot as soon as I pulled in. How great is that? I wanted to pick up some books by a specific author. I've read a couple of her books and really liked them. Now, I don't tend to go to the fiction section of the library, so it took me a few minutes to find what I was looking for.

As I scooped up two of her books, I had a rumbly in my tumbly as Pooh would say. A LOUD rumbly. And, it didn't mean I was hungry. I put the books back and hightailed it to the bathroom.

When I got to the bathroom, there was only one other woman in there. Now, I don't like to poop in public bathrooms, but I felt this couldn't wait.

JUST as I sat down, the bathroom suddenly filled up with women. So much for that . . . I'm too shy of a pooper.

So, I went back out, got the two books I wanted, logged onto FaceBook to find a few authors I thought I would be interested in and got some of their books too.

On the way to checkout, I realized that our library now has a self-checkout. I thought I would give it a try. It was really easy and handy.

At that point, I thought I might go over to the office and use that bathroom since I still needed to go to Kroger and Wal-Mart. But, after fighting Kirkwood traffic again, I decided I would go home to go to the bathroom (praying that I would make it) and then just go to Martinsville and go to Wal-Mart. I couldn't go to Kroger in Martinsville because they are still flooded from last month. I would just have to buy my groceries at Wal-Mart. And, I needed to go to Wal-Greens to pick up a prescription anyways.

I made it home in time and headed to Martinsville. It took me FOREVER to get all of the stuff I needed and the cart was totally full. The air-conditioning wasn't working right and I was sweating by the time I got to the checkout.

And then it happened. I didn't have the checkbook or debit card that I needed. The debit card I had was for an account I keep minimal money in and didn't have enough in it for $190 worth of stuff that I bought.

I was freaking out because I knew my checkbook had been in my car. So, they cancelled my order, took my cart to the service desk and told me to come back to the service desk if I found my checkbook.

I sprinted out to the car and found it. Then, I sprinted back in and they just entered the order number and it re-rang my order up all at once.

By the time I got all of the stuff in the car, I was downright miserable.

I went to Wal-Greens and they didn't have my allergy prescription because it's not made anymore! Oh well, I picked up a Mountain Dew and some cashews for Scott for tomorrow.

By the time I got home from Martinsville, it was 2 on the dot. So, I had spent 4 hours running errands.

I got the groceries in the house and put away and took a 10 minute break to cool down. Did I forget to mention that I took my pants off to put away the groceries? It was just too hot . . . but I'm sure it was a funny sight.

So, now the errands are all run, the groceries are put away, the sheets are in the wash and I'm about ready to start making that cheesecake.

I'm excited to see how it will turn out. While it's baking, I'll unload the dishwasher and work on cleaning my kitchen.

Whew! What a day! I just want to take a nap but I still have too many things to do.

Isn't my life exciting . . . NOT!