How a haircut forestalled my packing...

On my to-do list yesterday: get a haircut. Easy, right. Then back home to start putting items in my pack.

Oh, no. Not so fast.

I went to the hairdresser at 2:30 - a new one for me, thanks to sweet C's excellent recommendation. When I parked and went to remove the key, it wouldn't come out. Which meant I had to lock the car with the key in it so no one would drive off with it while I was getting my hair cut which meant Coty had to come over to the hairdresser and bring the extra key which when he arrived at the hairdresser, he didn't have, which meant I had to go home with him but then we realized that Andrew was at home and could come and bring the key since we were going out for coffee anyway which meant Coty dropped me at Sonic where I drank a cherry limeade and waited for 20 minutes for Andrew, who when he arrived at Sonic realized that he also FORGOT TO BRING THE KEY!!!!!! (It was getting totally ridiculous at this point).

At this point Andrew and I drove back home to find the key which Coty was searching for but couldn't find which meant we had to call AAA which meant we had to drive back to Concord Mills and meet the AAA man who opened the car in 2 seconds but still we couldn't get the key out which meant that Andrew and I sat outside at McAlisters so we could see the car and make sure no one drove away in it since the key was stuck in the ignition and we couldn't lock the car and then we ate key lime pie (me), soup (him) and talked for two hours and then it was time to come back home and pick up Coty (who had since found the extra key which he had dropped in a pile of papers in his office) and go to Bible study and then come home and FALL INTO BED!

And that is why I didn't pack yesterday. And why I laughed when I saw this post.

Yesterday did use up quite a bit of today, but by tomorrow I will be all packed. Promise!