Growing Old

OK, that’s it.  I’ve gone over the edge.  My brain is indeed fried.  They better have me committed.  Perhaps it’s that I’ve been working on a huge deadline lately.  This Thursday is the big humongous JSS Christmas Party.  And the reveal of the Brown Bag Challenge quilts that we’ve been working on all year.  Well, some of us have been working on them all year.  And some of us have been working on them frantically for the last 3 days.  Those people would be the ones who work best under pressure.  The ones who have to have a deadline to get anything done.  But I speaketh from experience here.  And “people” might just really be “me” and nobody else.  I fear that there are some in the group who actually finished their challenge quilts in March or April.  Horrors!

So this afternoon Dear Hubby wanted to go to a movie.  And even though I probably should have declined and locked myself in the sewing room, it had been about 5 months since we’d been to a movie and I thought it was high time.  So I agreed.  And I ran to the bedroom to take off my slippers and put on my shoes so we could go.

But I knew I was in trouble when we got just outside the front door of the house.  Dear Hubby was locking the door when I looked down at my feet and this is what I saw:

Please tell me this happens to you too.  I fear I’ve gone over the edge.  Is it an age thing?  A stressed out thing?  A “I have a deadline and I need to be sewing” thing?  At least they were the same color.  How is it possible to not feel that they aren’t the same?  Sigh.

Lock me in the sewing room and don’t let me out.  I’m wearing my slippers from now until Thursday.

Send help,
The Absent-Minded Professor

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10 Responses to Growing Old

  1. LaNelle says:

    At least you did not get to work with 2 different shoes like someone I know did one time when I was dressing in the dark, I mean she was dressing in the dark.

  2. Cyndie Knisley Shindle says:

    I did this too, only I was in my late twenties with two little kids and was late for the dentist, I grabed a pair of shoes from the pile in the floor of my closet and off we went, as I was sitting in the dentist chair I looked down at my feet and there were two different shoes, the hygenist was extra nice to me that day. I think she was afraid to send me further over the edge…… By the way, I like both pairs of shoes and they don’t look too bad together.

  3. JoAnne says:

    Did you run back in and change one? My friend did the same thing – at her daughter’s bridesmaids luncheon. We all had a good laugh about that one.

  4. Susan Bancroft says:

    That’s hilarious!! We need to lock you away RIGHT NOW!!! Haha!!!! 🙂

  5. Kaye says:

    And you have another pair just like it!
    How many times have I started out the door to church with my pink fuzzies on…?

  6. Pam Barr says:

    Funny! I saw your shoes last night. They were the same, I think. But I’m older than you. I may have missed two different shoes. Take comfort in that.

  7. Bertha Mallard says:

    Not to worry. You’re going to a movie. The last time I went to a movie it was so dark in there that I couldn’t see a thing!!!!

  8. Peggy says:

    Better pay closer attention Barb, or you’ll be catching up with some of the rest of us sooner than you’d like!!!! I do wonder about my mind sometimes, but haven’t done the ‘shoe’ thing yet!

  9. Barb says:

    So nice to hear I am not the only one! And Dear Hubby DID go back in and get my other shoe (while I stood on one foot on the porch) before we headed to the movie even though Bertha is right and nobody in the movie would have noticed in the dark. Your comments today have been as much fun as doing this blog was! Thanks for sharing in my daftness…….

  10. Carol Parker says:

    Hope you enjoyed the movie. Good decision, Barb. You must have needed a break more than you thought. No one would have noticed your unmatched footwear probably.(speaking for myself!) Hope you had a great Thanksgiving!

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