I don’t always think things through
You see, the window on my SUV got stuck in the down position yesterday – it will not go up and I have a feeling the motor or the contacts are shot. I will find a way to pull the window up. My friend Ella had gone on a day of shopping. First we went to an amazing Upholstery fabric store in Lincolnton, NC where no fabric is over $10.00 a yard. Ella also needed to get a piece of foam cut to turn a table into a beautiful cocktail ottoman and I needed a piece of foam to refurbish and old stool I have. After the fabric store we hit Waffle House, this was a first for me in the 15 years I have lived in North Carolina I have never been into a Waffle House. I enjoyed my maiden visit to the diner and discovered I really enjoy hash browns with ham, yes I know I don’t eat pork but we will pretend the ham was bacon and every one of my friends knows I think that bacon is breakfast candy. So off we went to IKEA to shop for some home goods, I was in search of a cheese slicer and a wok I had seen during Christmas shopping. I found the Cheese Slicer, but not the wok – never fear I found a few other things instead. My cats are now proud owners of a very colourful set of 6 food bowls. Oh did I mention IKEA was packed with people? Most of them wanted to walk 4 abreast at a slow pace and seemed to get a bit miffed if you tried to pass them others were just learning to drive the IKEA 4 wheel drive carts. We finished shopping and went out to load up the car. This is where my not thinking through came into play, I am sure it was because I was really tired, shopping takes it out of you. I reached through the open window and unlocked the car, thinking that would be okay, well NO it wasn’t. My anti-theft alarm went off, now this is apparently different from the regular beep beep alarm since I do not have a clicker to turn it off. My friend Ella and I are trying frantically to figure out HOW to turn off the alarm. The Car won’t start, we can’t figure out a way to unplug the battery. When a woman comes up and say, ‘why don’t you use your clicker?’ Ella turns to her and says, ‘there is no clicker’ and the woman starts arguing with us about how there MUST be a clicker. Finally the alarm goes off by itself, and the woman is STILL arguing with us about the clicker. It was so embarrassing it was funny.