So today I had the rare opportunity to actually drive MY OWN CAR for an appointment. I have to secure MY OWN CAR in advance with my 18 year old son – who always has other “plans” for my vehicle. And so I went through the proper procedure – allowing enough time for his 18 year old brain to make the necessary adjustments for leaving him abandoned and “carless” for the morning – (something I have learned to live with) and arranged for his father to take him to school – which left me TOTALLY FREE to celebrate my newly earned (and well deserved) little outing with MY OWN CAR.
So I happily got into my car – after checking with Greg to see if I actually had enough gas in the car – just a side note here – I DO NOT LIKE PUMPING MY OWN GAS. And most of the time when I get the RARE opportunity to drive MY OWN CAR – it is usually on fumes when I take over. Not fun. Did I mention I DO NOT LIKE PUMPING MY OWN GAS? Anyway – I digress.
Like I said – I got into the car – started to “bond” again with it – it’s such a happy little car and I’ve missed it so – leather seats and nice and comfortable – black and mellow – like me ♥ And found my CD’s and began to play one of my “mixes” and started down the road. It is rare that I can find my CD’s EVER in the vehicle that is MY OWN CAR – but that’s another story – and today it was right where it should be. But then I noticed that something was missing. Something I had bought for MY OWN CAR. It is my car charger. It was gone. I looked under the seats – in the glove box – in the middle console – in the side consoles – it was NO WHERE.
So after the appointment I came home and Greg and I were having lunch together when our darling 18 year old son walked in (he had to walk home from school – awww poor BABY!!) and I remembered about the car charger. He was rattling on and on about completing his senior project and how well he did and that it was a MAJOR stress off his shoulders – yada yada yada – when finally I said to him, “Shawn – enough about you – where is MY car charger?” He looked blankly at me for just a second or two (men have the look down so well) and then said so matter of factly, “Oh, it’s in Connor’s car” as if saying that would settle the question once and for all. And how ridiculous of me to wonder where it was! Of course it would be in Connor’s car – why HOW SILLY OF ME!
Now at this point – and understand me completely when I say this: I live with two men. And they are VERY confusing at times – in fact it just doesn’t take too much to mess me up and I think they know this. Just a “little push” and it could send me over – if you know what I mean.
Am I wrong for wanting own car charger in MY OWN CAR? Is it unreasonable that it would be in MY OWN CAR and not Connor’s? I ask you – am I completely insane???
So then Shawn who was already bored with the conversation – and having NO STRESS anymore – left the room. I, however found that whatever stress level he had – was somehow shifted (in some cosmic mother and son way) to ME!! Then my dear darling husband proceeded to point to the hallway where Shawn had just walked down and said, “Baby of the family” and then pointed at ME and said, “Baby of the family” And I said, “so this is somehow MY FAULT???” I guess because I am the “baby” of my family and gave birth to a “baby” of the family – I am somehow “guilty”. Of just what – I do not know.
All I wanted was MY OWN CAR and….my car charger.
That’s all I have to say. This “baby” is not saying anything more.
Yes – I’m Grumpy – and Confused.