Well, as you know, I said I had to visit the mechanic today and pick up my mother in law. Well, I dropped my truck off, and being the trusting woman I am accepted a ride from an elderly gentleman who offered to scoot me up the road. Nothing went wrong there. The drama started when I got home, when I realized I didn’t have the keys to my other vehicle to go back and pay, pick up my own key and then pick up my Mom in law. So, once i realized I didn’t have the keys to either vehicle, my day went down the drain. I ended up having to call a friend who lives thirty minutes away to take me six miles down the road from my own house. I could have walked that, if I wasn’t pregnant!
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I’m 24, turning 25 in Jan, and pregnant with my first child. Married to my very own Soldier DH that is my world (currently readying for deployment number 2). Fun trivia about me: I’m the first to have a boy as the first born in my family in the last fifty or so years!
