I have not been right today. I have had way too many "senior" moments than should be allowed in one day. Thing is, I don't even think I'm close to being eligible for AARP Senior discounts.
I woke up about 30 minutes late because my alarm didn't go off. Only, the alarm on my husbands side of the bed did when it was time for *him* to get in the shower.
SHIT. I hate running late. But today I had a hair appointment and decided that I'd just go ahead and skip the 45 minutes of work I was going to try to get in before the appointment.
So, I got ready and went to my 9:00 appointment.
Dude, the lights were off in the Salon and there were NO cars in the parking lot. I pulled up next to the building and read the hours on the door. Monday - Saturday 10 am - 9 pm.
WTF? How do I have a 9 am appointment and the damn shop doesn't open until 10? I called hubs and told him. He laughed at me because I cannot hear. He said the girl probably said *ONE* not *NINE*. As if her southern accent had that much of a drawl in it. Whatever.
I drive around the back to see if my stylists car was there and it wasn't.
I called her cell phone. No answer.
Crap! I'm not going to work just to drive back here 30 minutes later. And if my appointment really is at 1:00 pm I'm taking the whole day off.
I get back to the front of the salon and here she is pulling up. Thank god!
Just a few minutes late, but I'm glad it wasn't my senile mind or my elderly hearing messing with me.
After I got my hair done I headed straight to work. I kind of day dream when I drive and it's not the best idea but sorry, it happens. Sometimes I don't even remember driving home until I get there and think Damn, I don't even know how I got here... But today, it scared the shit out of me. I made the 2nd to last turn before my office building and suddenly, I didn't recognize a thing around me. There was an SUV in front of me and, weird...I don't remember the fire station being on the right side of the road, I always thought it was on the left side. Another car turned out in front of the SUV and I started freaking out. I didn't even know there was a street there. My head started pounding and I could feel my heart racing and my throat closing up. My vision was going into a tunnel as my peripheral view was being clouded.
HOLY SHIT WHERE AM I????
I closed my eyes and blinked them a few times, took a deep breath and finally realized that I was going TO WORK, not driving home FROM WORK and the fire station is ALWAYS on the right hand side of the road when I'm driving *to* work. As is the side street....it's been there for years I am sure. Thank you baby Jesus, I'm still sane.
Finally at work, I get out of my car, gather my things and head to the elevator. Mind you it's 12 Noon and people may be leaving for lunch or returning right about now. I get to the elevator door and the thing wont open. I'm standing there pressing the button and it's not even moving! I do NOT want to take the stairs at all and I'm about to cry when I realize the button that I'm feverishly pressing is that of my key FOB. To my car.
To my knowledge they do not make remote control elevator door openers.