Why I am singing this to the song Feeling Groovy I have no idea but I am. I had such good intentions this morning, I was going to do my banking and then pop out to see if I could find a few nice but cheap clothes for myself. I am down to 2 pairs of trousers and 1 black bra that doesn't quite fit. Tops I seem to have in hand but I really do need new trews and another over shoulder boulder holder would be handy. I couldn't even attempt go for a run as I have a blister on the sole of my foot after the night out on Friday (note to self, flats next time so you don't take your slightly heeled shoes off to walk barefoot through London in a drunken state).
Anyway so I got the girls into school, drove down to the bank, parked, got my ticket, went into the bank and queued up for 5 mins, was just about to go up to the cashier when I went in my bag to get my bank book out (thankfully after loosing it for a week it was located behind the knife block, because of course that is the safest place for it isn't [despairs at self]) only to realise in getting my bag ready this morning I hadn't put the elusive bank book in and it was, in fact, still languishing in the safe place it always lives in (well in theory!)! GAH! This means I could not go shopping and it wasn't even a case of whip home and grab book as the free parking near my bank of choice is no return for an hour or so. I shall have to go tomorrow morning with Clara (which negates shopping) and shop on Wednesday. Curses, foiled by my own dimwittery.
1 comment:
heh heh - classic! I do that stuff all the time...oh, and re the shoes; always carry a pair of Havaianas in the handbag!! ;o)
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