Its funny how the little things can totally kill you.
I went out to the car to get ready to go to the bank. I needed to deposit money into my personal account so I can write a cheque to pay off my credit card. I realized while I was talking to Eduardo that I had left the piece of paper with the amount of money that the joint account owed me in the office. I stepped out of the car, locked the car… with the keys in it.
Some guys at the office tried to help me open it to no avail. My house keys are locked in the car, my spare car keys are at home but the spare house key is with Eduardo. I never got around to giving him a spare car key. Not because I didn’t think he should have one… he doesn’t drive and I figured the only thing it would be useful for was if I never got locked out. THAT hasn’t happened in the last 5 years so I suppose I didn’t think there was any hurry to make sure he got one. To get the house keys from Eduardo, go home and come back to work is 1.5 hours. Not exactly something you can ask a co-worker to do for you.
125$ to get a locksmith. They sure know how to get you when you are down. I called Eduardo to tell him this. He actually called a friend to ask him if he was working. If he wasn’t… could he pick him up at work, get me, drive us home then drive us back to work. His friend will do that after he finishes work at 3pm. What a nice guy!!! So once again… my husband is my hero.
But it adds to my feeling of being totally overwhelmed by life. I don’t even know how I can explain how this one little thing can possibly be dragging me down when people have so many worse troubles than I. I am just not rolling with the punches lately. That is always something I need to work on and usually I do reasonably well but sometimes… those punches just knock me down and I can’t seem to get back up easily.