Just so you know, I am having ONE OF THOSE DAYS. No, make that weeks. One of those weeks. For two days in a row, I have somehow managed to go out wearing my clothes inside out. How on earth do I manage these things???? You would think that at my age I should have learnt how to dress myself. The first time, I realised as I was about to go into the supermarket in the village, and went back to the car and stripped off my top and put it on the right way. I was beyond caring about making a spectacle of myself, but I do think I managed to escape detection. Oh heavens, I just remembered CCTV cameras. Oops.
Yesterday, I went the whole day "inside out", and only realised at night. Then spent a couple of hours rewinding my day's activities through my mind to see how badly I had managed to humiliate myself. It is just possible that I need to get some new glasses.
And I have spent the better part of 2 days looking for my daughter's birth certificate. It was very safely in my filing cabinet weeks or months ago, just where it should be, until she asked me to send it to her. So I took it out, and left it on the table. Then I forgot to post it, and remembered to put it somewhere safe so I would not lose it. Hah. So safe that I could not find it. I turned my study and sewing room upside down looking for it. I went through every cupboard in the lounge and every table and desk and shopping bag of papers (my upmarket filing system) and nothing. It was nowhere. So I gave up this afternoon and phoned the records place and ordered a speedy replacement. For nearly £30. (It is cheaper if you do not need "speedy". I need speedy.) And 10 minutes later, I turned over 2 cushions on a bench and what did I find??????????? And no, I could NOT cancel my speedy order. Oh well, one can never have too many birth certificates can one? And can anyone tell me why I open my mail and put it back in the envelope? Why don't I throw the envelope away? Do you KNOW how much space envelopes take??? I have filled my recycling bin today.
And the final straw was when I went to the village to get some odds and ends, and when I attempted to come home, my car refused to move. The engine made a distinctly odd noise. So I sat there, and let it rest a while, (and ate a carrot cake) and then tried again, so I had to get the AA to come and rescue me, and it was raining, of course. I could feel my hair rising as I stood there. And the lovely helpful man who arrived in under 15 minutes ( which is a world record, I reckon), just put his hand in the engine and said "Ah. Try it now. " It worked. Some vital thingy had come loose and he clicked it into place. I did ask for the exact location of the vital thingy so that I could do it myself in future. I mean... everyone should know about vital thingys.
And there you have my day. Scintillating to say the least.
I have at least managed to clean and organise every cupboard in the house, and my sewing room and study. Not to mention I have also sorted all my school things. None of these happened to be on the "to do" list of course. I know.... I can add them on and cross them off and it will look most impressive.
And now I am going to bed.